The Wanderer's Eternal Search

2007-07-18T09:07:00.000-07:00

I'm sorry. But...it's time to say goodbye.
Farewell to all the lovely memories
Farewell to the rants and raves
Farewell my dears.

This blog was closed on Thursday,
19th July 2007
at 00.15 (GMT+8.00).

Tis time to bid adieu my friend.

2007-07-18T09:00:00.000-07:00

*waves*

Hello. I know many of you have realised that I have stopped blogging. In reality I haven't. It's just that I blog too infrequently and also I've stopped visiting Blogger.

Real life is catching up with me too fast to the point that I find it tough to blog daily as I once did. Even weekly is starting to sound like a chore.

So I regret to say that I'm shutting this down. Or to be more precise not blogging here anymore. It's time to say goodbye. Now, I MIGHT tell you where I blog now but come on. You have GOT to use the resources at your fingertips. It's so darn easy to find me online that sometimes I wonder if I'm revealing far too much information online.

And I must add that over at THAT blog, I post rather explicit, controversial, image heavy stuff so it might not be to everyone's taste. So that's a reason why I won't put it here.

Fret not if you think I'm deleting this. I'm just gonna let it take up space and collect e-dust.

2007-06-07T05:51:00.000-07:00

Had a picnic with the budak2 melayu anderson recenyly. Oh god, was it good to see almost everyone. Except for a couple of missing people and the scholars (whom really, have never attended a gathering for as long as I can remember), it was just about everyone. It was really lovely to see everyone, even though they came late and told me to come early. Hmpf. XD

Some people it seems have changed (like Sal being slimmer) but many haven't changed much, for which I'm rather thankful for. After all, too much change and I'll doubt I can handle it - particularly in the guys; it'll only be a few more months before they leave for NS in mid Dec? I want to have a mental picture of them before they change.

Now, as much as I understand the need for conscription, I really really don't like the idea. I'm a pacifist (most of the time) and I'd rather use diplomacy instead of weapons and what nots. After all, they do say the pen is far mightier than the sword.

I'm digressing. I guess it's true that a meal is very dependent on the company you have - it was a great meal, simple but deli. :) But the view from certain angles...*shudders* Those humongous ass thighs with cellulite and stretch marks...EWW!!! And there was this utterly self-absorbed guy who turned to look when I said "Hey, cute boy!" a tad too loudly. I was talking about a kid in the background (partly because I'm missing the children).

Bugger.

And the amount of ugly bodies on display at the beach, oh god. My eyes are still burning from the pain. Really, people should stop harbouring fantasies of their bodies being close to perfect. Oh god, not even an extra pair of arms and legs are sufficient to count the number of ugly flabby bodies I saw. I'm not saying that it's wrong to be confident about your body and all but really, wear a damn shirt at least.

Save the world. Wear a damn shirt.

Oh and I must say that it was tough trying to suppress the desire to scream out manboobs each time I saw a pair. XD

Of course, we caught up with one another and shared tales about genies and stuff. Rather interesting conversation topic I must say; rather refreshing from the usual school. Some of us shared our mutual concern for another friend, now uncontactable. I hope she's doing fine, wherever she is.

I'm rather upset that I didn't know about the whole Kristy prank until just now. XD I've decided not to spread the news unless someone asks me about it but it entails sms-sex (which is far stupider than online sex since you pay so so much more) and a horny fella whose famous words were..."Do you love me or like me?"
ROFL!

We played beach captain ball and I must say, it was very tiring on the sand, barefoot. I have no idea who won but it was really really fun since almost everyone joined in.

I left kind of early and it's a good thing too. I came back just in time to catch the latest KBS drama I came in search of a flower. Quick, where's the 12 steps TV drama addict programme?!

PS. After the 150th post, this blog will be inactive. I'm gonna move. As to where...well, you do the work if you're really that kaypoh. After all, type in my username (which I think I need to patent btw) into google and chances are the results are all mine except those two or three porn sites. I'm not in the adult entertainment business okay. (despite the fact that it's a 5 billion dollar industry)

2007-04-17T05:08:00.000-07:00

First off, thank you Rosie for the warm back to sch sms. :) I think it made my awesome first day even better.

My new teammates are super nice people - at least the two Pharmacy people. Joe and Zhijien aren't considered new since they're my classmates since year 1. :P

After lessons (which ended suprisingly very early), headed down to the cca fiesta thingie. It was rather nice just meeting new people. Goodness, I found a fellow DBSK SuJu fangirl in NP! *screams and jumps for joy* Naturally, we just talked and talked about the boys, nodding and agreeing with the other in between bouts of squeeling. Call me nuts for all I care. I'm a loud and proud ELF, petals, Cassiopeia (in spirit) and more. Bwaha! Only fans of the two bands would understand what I mean.

Oh god, I met Phyllis!!! *grins* Girl, I've missed you oodles! Hopefully we can meet some time soon on campus. :)

Today was a rollover of the good feelings. Okay, so the start wasn't all that great. My first impression of the new lecturer was that she was a rather domineering, intimidating and slightly brash person. But we got to know each other better and I really really like her lots. Haha.

but the prices of notes and so on are really really going to hit me hard. I'm bracing myself for LD. Who knows if suddenly one of the markers die on me or something? *shudders*

Anyways, let's get back to Mrs Rama's class. She hates the formal uses of Sir, Madam and detest 'cher. Funny lady imho. She spoke with such enthusiasm and vigour about plant genetics that I'm actually considering that line. I'll take one step at a time though. But seriously, the module is like Version 2.0 of Plant Anatomy and Morphology. But me, being the blur goon that I am, I've forgotten practically most of it. Sorry Dr Chitra! I'll work harder! And her words, they reek of sarcasm. *grins*

She made us describe ourselves in one word, preferably an adjective that starts with the same letter as our name. So I'll just put the list down here in case I ever forget it. Real hilarious...

Good Greg (Her retort later was "Do you think Good Greg is that good?")
Diver Zhijien (Inside joke amongst the boys I guess)
Vicious Victor (O.O But I do agree he can look rather scary...)
Cunning Chuen Yong (Although we were all lobbying for Wushu master)
Happy Hanif (suits the smiley fella)
Fishy Poh Chuan
(I lobbied hard for pretty. You have GOT to admit he is. In a good way. I got called evil instead. lol. But he loves fishes. Her retort was, "Might as well go with Nemo")
Catty Clara ("Ah...no wonder the fish pointed to the cat!"
Amicable Alisa
Jumpy Jacyln (This girl-lady actually contemplated Jealous but she went for jumpy instead. But I think it suits her...she's always so hyper and bouncy)
Kooky Khairul. I wanted weird but mrs rama disagreed. *rolls eyes* But it suits me, ne? I'm a nutcase, for goodness' sake. She suggested kinky but I came up with kooky. I was high!)
Lazy Loy (his words, not mine. I don't think he should have gone with that though. He's like one of the more hardworking people I know. Not to mention talented. Lovely would have been better no?)
Mini Minyi (mrs rama went, "Are you shorter than 1.5?", "Yes.")
Quacky Qianyi (Suits her I guess)
Sensible Soohoon (Although I think sweet would be better but hey, I'm not her. She knows herself better ya?)
Eating Yiting (I asked her later why and she said because it's close to my name. Delightfully clever don't you think?)
Twinkle Shuey Ting. (Hilarious shit when she was choosing her word. Cos her first word wasn't a very shall we say...clean word? All puns intended)
Whatever Wenping. (erm...)
Dashing Daniel ("Someone has some major confidence in himself I see")
Joker Joe (Rather peculiar sense of humour but he is sometimes funny)
Jerome (I totally forgot the guy's word. Because I was laughing so hard when someone suggested jackass. Can you just imagine?)

For practical, we dissected flowers - thankfully, we didn't need to make slides which most, if not all of us are horrible at. Found out some things about Lina as I eavesdropped on her coversation with Jerome, the conversation starter. I'll just leave it at that since it's not my info to share anyways.

But Mrs Rama has just gotten a sampler of our class during practical. I doubt she'll be fully prepared for our...loudness. :P I always seem to be in loud classes. But I actually enjoy it. There's a certain balance of play and work...gotta love them though. Balanced people are better than true blue no life muggers.

I'll just end things here for today. Tmr, I'm having Gardening 2.0 (officially nursery management)

Let's hope that this will be the start to all things good. (and i'm praying hard it's finances first)

2007-04-01T19:48:00.000-07:00

Change is always constant.
-Mrs Ashaari

*sigh*

Just like time then. If I said I did a whole lot of work this hols, I would seriously be lying. Heck, I even regretfully departed from the writing comm; hopefully not permanantly. I've been reading books on tackling writer's block, trying the many suggestions - all of them just don't work for me. I guess I have to settle for it then. After all, there are others whose writers block lasted for the rest of their lives. *shudder* It's a scary thought to be unable to write down eloquently for the remainder of my pathetic existence.

I'm digressing. I've been fangirling (or fanboying if you want, either's fine) over DBSK and SuJu to the point that I think I've reached the breaking point; when life actually revolves about refreshing at the various LJ comms. Yes, I do have an LJ account which I'm starting to use more often. Perhaps with time, I might even move there, like I have moved on from opendiary to xanga to blogger.

As we herald the spring's rebirth, I've looked back and realised with a sinking feeling that I've barely skimmed the surface concerning so many things. There are countless goals that I've embarked on and left halfway and so on. I have a pile of withering plunnies but I just can't. I just can't.

Oh well. Gotta take things one step at a time. but first things first. I gotta prepare for Easter goodies! Woohoo! Chocolate bunnies here I come!

My Girl was another great Kdrama though the pace was rather choppy in my opinion. Then again, with Junki around, you don't bother about the pace. lol. I swear some people are just way too beautiful to be humans. And they're guys for god's sake.

Anyways, before I start my household chores, I just wanna recommend the following:

Album: Pan's Labyrinth OST :) It's haunting and can lull one to sleep. Perfect for insomniacs and those whose professions are listed as Space Cadet.

Book: Spunk & Bite, A writer's Guide to punchier, more engaging language and style. God, it's rich and informative. Plenty of wit within that makes a dry subject hilarious and interesting. Kind of like Eats, Shoots and Leaves.

Drama: My Girl

Movie: Spiderman 3. Like HELLO?! Spidey in black? What more can you ask for?! I'm anticipating a darker, gritter movie compared to the first two. Guess I'll just sate my appetite by having the trailer on reruns. :)

Website: http://haxorpcservices.blogspot.com which is a seriously good website for beginner and intermediate comp users. Links you up to the best Freeware products. In today's world where the technology is deeply integrated into our lives, it's important to know where to get help if you ever need em.

I guess that's about it. My mum's yelling for me to do my work now so toodles! Take care sweeties for school starts in some 2 weeks time! :)

2007-03-24T05:13:00.000-07:00

I'm beat.
Today the Alumni had organized a dragonboat activity. In the end, only 12 came, although we had initially expected around 2 people. Nonetheless, it would prove to be a rather nerve-wrecking day.

First, we headed to Kallang where the place was held. Sure, there were shirtless guys running around but heck, I was wondering why the hell they weren't wearing shirts. Was the weather too hot? Or did they get some misguided advice from some buffoon that they ALL look good naked from the top up? Bleh. Still, I was thankful that at the very least they weren't gross to look at. Rather pleasing I would say. Around a 6-7 on MY scale?

Anyways, we split into two teams and started our brief lesson. Initially, the pace at which we rowed was wonderful, akin to say being on a gondola? That was until we picked up pace, shouting in & out, in tandem with our rowing. God, now I can add to the list I can't do well multi-tasking. I can't row and say that phrase at the same time. Twas tiring!

The worse bit of course were the games. Oh god, oh god. For those of you still in the dark, I have a slight fear of large bodies of water AND I can't swim (like DUH). So imagine having to sit on the edge of a boat (with the back facing the water) and being told to rock it until your butt 's wet. I think I screamed...I have no idea. I saw my life flash before me when the boat tilted to my side as I wailed(especially when the next command given was hands off the boat). Okay, I'm exaggerating about seeing my life flash pass me though I was furiously praying hard for the boat to stay afloat, gripping my legs to the steps and having my hands on the boat. Sure, I had on a lifejacket but come on. You don't expect me to willingly depend on that do you? However, as time passed by, I gradually got used to it and in fact I kind of enjoyed the rocking. Well, I'd prefer if we were on the ground but hey, it was fun in a taking-a-risk kind of fun (Oh, oh. Germanism!)

Things got progressively worse of course. On top of my aching arms, I was caught in a waterfight. Okay, I participated in one. But after a while, I kind of lost interest in it; I just didn't want to get wet anymore, particularly when the water stings my poor precious eyes. I'm practically legally blind for pete's sake! You'd think I want to be completely blind?! HELL NO!

Overall, it was a pleasant exciting activity. If ONLY I hadn't ventured into the toilets! Gah. Sure, I thought I was getting accustomed to seeing guys half-naked but I guess I still have issues with the human body when I turned around and saw to my horror several guys stripping to well...nothing. GAH! My eyes! My eyes! (Of course, I freaked out and practically ran out) No, no, I saw no frontal nudity although I got a horrible glimpse of some guy's butt crack. *shudders violently* I pray I don't have nightmares tonight.

Thus today could be summed up as the day of failed conquest - of the water and of course naked people.

Now, if anyone needs me, I'm in the toilet, trying to wash the horrible, horrendous, hideous image out of my mind! Gah. I wonder if I'll ever be able to overcome this in 2 years time...who am I kidding?!!

Perhaps I'd better run away across the causeway or something. and go disguise myself as a farmer. ;)

2007-03-16T04:05:00.000-07:00

Oh goodness. I've been severely neglecting writing in any form; especially blogging due to my growing obsession; all thanks to Reg. I don't mind it of course.

But first and foremost, recently, I went to Gema Puisi Artistik (GPA) held by NYJC. It was a wonderful afternoon of performances. There were times when I did get annoyed with some audience members (who always don't seem to know when to be silent and when to cheer) but all in all, I enjoyed myself. Particularly because I managed to catch up with quite a number of friends, especially from pri sch which is rather surprising. Too bad the 6-1 class dinner was cancelled due to poor response. Oh well. All the best for the impending block exams and what nots ya?

Now, I've been lazying around at home until I found out that Mr Chow wants my team to submit more things like a detailed something something. Can't be bothered to check up. All I know is that I'm totally screwed as like I've said, I've neglected work due to Jaeho and SuJu fever. (Sings off-key..."Cos I can't stop thinking about you...")

Went back to my pri sch on Tues to do the PSG website. *sigh* I guess I'm down on my luck since on the way, I realised my laptop charger, a bloody heavy piece of contraption that costs close to two whole week's allowance, was damaged. I wanted to scream and kick up a fuss but unless I acquired Micah's power, I'm doomed to waiting until Mon to get a new one. The agony, oh the horrendous agony!

Anyways, I received some flak for growing my hair long; long enough to require a hairband to keep my fringe from falling into my eyes long. Aish. I wonder what's so wrong about it. It's not as though I have a lot of time to muddle with my hair. Time flies past so darn fast that soon I'd have no hair at all. And when I do get back my hair, it's too late to alter it since I'd be considered an old man who doesn't know how to dress his age (or something along those lines) Oh well. Just gotta grin and bear it because I have absolutely no intention to cut my hair until I have enough hair to imitate some hairstyles I'm eyeing.

And my home network is finally set up. Thank heavens. No more fighting over the main comp for the use of Internet. Booya!

I did rather well for my examinations for anyone curious enough to know. but I won't divulge the grades unless you ask nicely over MSN. Nyeh!

Thus, it's time to pull the socks and get cracking. Well, once I'm done refreshing the comm's page.

2007-03-01T22:39:00.000-08:00

I guess the relief teaching ship has just set sail and I'm here at the docks, waving goodbye. Oh well. There's still the next holidays!

Yesterday, I trekked up Mt Everest, scaled the Great Wall, went back in time to witness the destruction of Troy and oh yes, stepped out of my house. Of course, I'm lying - all except the last bit. I actually went out to do something other than buy food and newspapers.

I'm crapping. To cut things short, I finally managed to get hold of Regina and we went to watch Iwo Jima. Before that, we went to Kino where I realised the lack of wallet-friendly reading materials around me. *sigh*

Iwo Jima is one historical war film those who have a weak stomach should avoid at all cost. I wonder if Clint Eastwood decided, "Hey! I have some extra bloody bits from Flags of our Fathers. I'll just dump them in Iwo AND add more gore!"

The suicide scenes (is it considered seppuku?) were truly disturbing to watch. I mean I've watched scenes of ppl blowing their brains off (Unterfall) but this was just a tad too graphic for me.

Overall, it is a film I'd recommend to many due to its sensitive portrayals, its gripping storyline and for all you slashers out there (you know who you are...) there's quite a few of pairings to watch for. Of course, sitting beside Regina and me trying to get rid of the imageries, we focused more on Saigo who in our opinion looks a lot like Sungmin from SuJu.

I'll update later. So remember. Go watch Iwo Jima before it's too late. :)

2007-02-27T21:38:00.000-08:00

Sometimes, I wish I had a shorter holiday. Seriously, I'm languishing in boredom during the current two months holidays. Sure, I'm applying for the relief teaching position but thing is, I have a problem filling up the form. Haiz...

That's not to say that all I've been doing is to lead a lazybum's life. No wait...that's the truth. I've been waking up late despite falling asleep in the afternoon AND going to bed early, like 11pm. Bleh. I think I can actually feel my body growing horizontally (vertically, not so much. Kinda gave up hope of ever reaching at least 175. Who needs to be that tall anyways? *in denial*)

Anyways, I've been addicted to my anti-drug that is essentially Jaeho. So I've been spending hours on the computer, reading and reading. Of course, with some new music files to boot, it's actually quite an enjoyable activity. Now if I can just get grow another me to squeal with...

Of course, I've not been neglecting my duties! I've done some household chores and naturally returned back to nurture my sweet baby. Yet, I think I've stumbled once again on my damn writer's block. Which I am sort of thankful. It's been rather taxing on my soul, writing it out. So I returned back to my other baby and well...let's just say I'm terrified I'm venturing into an uncomfortable territory with it.

Thus in order to get fresh materials of sorts, I've watched some Korean movies. Okay, perhaps more than 3. I lost count. But Seducing Mr Perfect which is out in the theatres is hilarious; a welcomed change from the plenty of melodrama tear-jerkers I've fallen hard for. *grins*

On a less me-note, the Oscars this year was a tad too bland for my liking; the few highlights of the evening were the red carpet pre-show (a must watch), the awe-inspiring choir of sounds (or whachamacallit) and the rolling credits. I thought Ellen would have done a better job but hey, I had the exact same sentiment when John Stewart hosted it.

So we'll start with the earliest bit; the pre-show aka the silly adorations of stars. I mentally smacked my head when they were going oh, ah. That looks good on you. Come on people. Get new lines! And Kirsten Dunst, please do fire your stylist ASAP. Like NOW. Unless you're actually aiming for a spot in the Razzies.

That being said, I noticed the lack of sparklies and gowns that make you go WOW. I was expecting a bit more with the likes of Beyonce, Nicole Kidman etc. Sure, their gowns were gorgeous but a tad bland for my taste. Come on people. It's your time to SHINE; where's the bling?! Though I must admit I adore Kidman's red gown. She looked absolutely respledid, like JLo who was channeling some Greek Goddess; awesome I tell you. And not forgetting the night's best gown - Penelope Cruz. =)

The guys were blah, blah and blah. God, I wish someone could just wear a coloured shirt or a different coloured suit or something. I swear the guys could have all been extra in the March of the Penguins. Too bad they couldn't get the walk down pat. And guys, please, please, please do shave or at least trim. Take a leaf from Leo's book, Clooney dear.

The awards itself was overall expected. With the exception of Best Supporting Actor and Best Foreign Film. Although I have read that Eddie threw a fit when he lost out. Dude, chill. PS. Btw, I think Norbit's not worth my money.

And I heard Channel 5 editted out Melissa Etheridge's acceptance speech. What the hell is wrong with thanking your spouse?! (okay, technically, her life partner since Cali hasn't recognised all marriages yet) I wonder how long more will this go on. I predict until the PAP falls. Which might take a long long long long time. (times infinity if LKY has his way)

Oh yes. The Oscars made a huge booboo when they said that The Departed was based on a Japanese movie. God. Don't people ever research before they present? I guess not, despite the fact that more and more people are relying on Wikipedia.

While I would applaud the Oscars for being so diverse this time, next year, can we PLEASE return back the wit, glamour and hilarious banter back? With a touch of political and or social commentary thrown in.

Truthfully, when Al Gore went on stage, I half-expected him to announce his candidacy for the White House. That would have been swell. Oh well. Now it's either Hilary or Obama for the running. Although I do believe I read sometime ago that the former Democrat, Rudy Giulani's contesting too. Can't wait for Bush Jr *brushes tongue* to get out.

Now, now...enough politics. Just remember to catch An inconvinient truth when it comes out on dvd. I wonder if anyone has posted it online...hmm. I'll be off hunting it down. Btw, I realised just how silly Formula 17 is compared to say...Eternal Summer. I'm digressing.

As I've promised, the pictures of Gina & Dave.

Dave's cute isn't he? Tough fella I tell you that!

Gina now is a tad sun shy. Gets burnt easily. Pity they don't sell sunblock for plants.

The very rare Ophiopogon Jaburan's inflorescence! Loy's hand btw.

Pandanus pgymaeus' inflorescence I guess.

Now remember.

Go green.

2007-02-16T10:08:00.000-08:00

Oh gawd. What is it with me and sappiness?! Just finished watching A Moment to Remember (which will def. go into my list of fav movies) and cried buckets and buckets of tears. I think I used up one box of Kleenex. Not very sure. I guess I also shed those tears for it was a tad too close to home. Won't elaborate on it further.

Anyways, the exams are FINALLY over. So after all that freaking out episodes (a very bad one occured prior to Chem paper), mugging etc, now it's time to kick back and worry about GPAs!

I'll cont with my blog entry from where I left off. So that week, I also went to Jerome's leadership recognition award ceremony or something along those lines. It was nice in that I managed to stand some 2 odd hours of Mandarin. lol. And I understood what they said. :P
Anyways, had dinner with Jerome's mum and sis with Loy. It was very nice of her to treat the both of us to dinner at Macs.

Now brace yourself for rather incoherrent, disjointed bits of my life.

Skipped two or three weeks of madrasah and I don't think I missed much. I very much prefer not to do very well for it because I'm just lazy to get up on stage. Of course, I skipped for VERY good reasons - DGA and ITA (good riddance I must say) projects. I swear this sem consisted of projects and last minute cramming for papers. Papers, tests, toilet paper, what's the diff? They're all about the same anyways.

Did the presentation for DGA and screwed it up for the group IMHO, then rushed to meet the ITA deadline (which I did by 2 minutes odd). God. I NEVER want to touch Dreamweaver for one month but I have to. My responsibility to update the PSG webbie.

Then there was the whole issue of my grandpa getting into an accident and the whole shuffling of hospitals and what nots. I'm just thankful that he's still with us (though he's now out of work for 3, 4 mths under the doc's orders). I pray for a speedy recovery though. I guess my brick is here. (Using Oprah's grain of sand, pebble, rock, brick, brick wall analogy concerning Life lessons)

Now where we we? Oh yes. Time to bitch about the papers. PAM (plant porn essentially) was a tough nut to crack but TXP(taxonomy & plant identification) oh gawd. FUCK will be very apt. Enough said.

I guess it was a combi of feeling ill-prepared for the chem paper, having a last min presentation and a whole host of other things that made me go a tad overboard earlier. Heh. I apologise to those present if I freaked out anyone. I knew it was bound to happen but I didn't expect it to be so early. I'm a panicky person and I acknowledge that!

Concerning the last min presentation, I received an email from Ms Tek informing me that my hortpark design was selected only on MON evening. Coupled with the fact on that V-day, we had TXP (yes, Dr Koh, my lecturer loves my class THAT much), we were pretty much left with little time to prepare anything. Heck, the whole thing was literally last minute - did it in school on the day of the presentation to NParks itself. Best bit was when this lecturer (whose name just eludes me to this day) expressed his shock that he didn't know we had exams this week, let alone a paper. Also, they didn't know that we weren't told to prepare for a presentation in mind.
I'm just glad that I didn't become bullet train man...person. <<< in the name of politically correct usage

Bullet train person: Words literally fly out in such a rush that you have to slow mo the whole thing by a gazillion time before you understand a word from (insert pronoun).

So now I'm free. I can FINALLY concentrate on my writings (esp CEWC), watch Heroes, Ugly Betty, Gray's Anatomy etc, watch my sappy K & J dramas and movies (and of course, crying ugly), stalk JaeHo...I meant erm...forget it.

I'll just enjoy my two months before the cycle starts all over again. Sigh. Life is so perfect...NOT!

I'll post a picture of Gina and Dave tmr! :) Gina's an Anthurium sp. (Loy gave her to me) and Dave is my hardy cacti! Ueber cute I tell you!

2007-01-27T07:36:00.000-08:00

Seriously, this week was beyond bad. It was incomprehensible. No, seriously, it was so darn horrendous that I was almost near breaking point.

So I'll just start with a day by day blow of my hellish week, which had about 6 tests?

Now, now, I can just hear some of you just cursing at me and saying it's nothing. Well then, let me congratulate you on having able to cope with Time. I never was good with my time management so hey, you can't blame me. I'm trying my darnest to improve. And please, don't say silly stuff like 'nothing compared to JC' etc. Goodness, I don't even want to hear about it! I know JC's tough but come on, you can't compare an apple with an orange right? (Well, technically, you can since both are fruits but I digress)

God, I pray the coming few weeks aren't as tough.

Mon: Was supposed to have chem test on carbo and lipids so I mugged like crazy. Only to be informed that the test was postponed because she forgot to mention about it. Can I just scream? Goodness, woman, when you PUT a schedule for test, please do remember about it, could you? Because of chem, I had forsaken PAM and TXP.

Tue: Mugged once again for the test, only to have my memory work completely wiped out for the major parts of the paper which was on fertilization. Damn it. I've calculated and lost some 13 marks. I don't even want to think how it's going to affect my GPA. Sure, call me a damn academically obsessed buffoon but it's one of the few things I can actually improve on. So shut it.

Wed: Had no classes but Loy wanted to do ITA. So I came early only to find no one in school, well, figuratively speaking. I just clean forgot some of them had S&W and CATS (bless 'em) so I waited and waited. Until finally, Loy and Him (PC. Ok, I'm just giggling- inside joke. Let me take a deep breath. Okay.) came around 9ish? Managed to fiddle around and solved one of my ITA problems involving a unresponsive form.

side note: Of course, me, being the technologically challenged idiot that I am, I forgot how to do that now.

Then headed to HMV after lunch. Was looking for the Notebook; my hopes were seriously dashed. Not only were there NO such VCD, there WASN'T even C.R.A.Z.Y. Or Rent for that matter. Frigid, stinkin, liwjhgklem. Blah. But you know what they say...behind every cloud there lies a silver lining. I FINALLY found Neverwinter Nights. and it was on offer. Of course, I had little money to grab it. I pray I can do so this coming week.

Thurs: Oh god, oh god. TXP can really damage brain cells. I mugged (well, tried to; being strangely worn out) and in the end, I had to give up. Little information was retained in my head. I'm SO thankful it's MCQ thus I could play flip the coin and innie-minnie-minee-mo for those that I had absolutely no idea. Like what Loy said, 'It's either you know it or you don't'. Headed to the Prata Shop at Thomson for brunch with Joe and Hanif (who both had wanted to eat at Al-Ameen) It was a rather cheap meal - the cheapest I've had in a long while; $2.10. Paper prata, plain prata and Kopi-O. And then went to Macritchie for the practical. It was rather relaxing; especially the magnificent view.

However, the rest of my week went rather downhill after I got a call that my grandfather got into an accident. Whether it was a culmination of stress, pressure, tumulous emotions etc, shock, fear or something entirely different, I was deeply agitated with everything - couldn't really think straight. I was thankful when they said he was discharged from TTSH the next day.

Fri: iI so don't want to relive it but I have to. DGA and ITA test were a pain, well a lesser pain than TXP and PAM but pain nonetheless. Rushed home to freshen up before I decided to visit my grandfather and go for the first alumni meeting of the year. When I arrived, everyone was mulling around - my grandfather got admitted to SGH this time after he vomitted repeatedly. So all of us grandchildren who were there hitched a ride to the hospital to see him. Of course, I had to cancel meeting the Alumni (and I also know now NOT to message Vernon- contact Sujin or Yuewen directly!)

I didn't expect it to be so bad; I know it's sounds really incredulous since my cousin had sent me some disturbing smses the previous day ('His helmet is really bloody. I have pictures if anyone want them' to 'Granpa jaw and wrist deformed!') but it was REALLY heart wrenching to see him. I wanted him to be less heavily injured; he didn't deserve to suffer any more. Sometimes Life is unfair but that's how it works. I wanted to bash the lorry driver who did it to him but I am a mere citizen of this rather crazy world; I have no jurisdictional powers or anything.

Shall continue with Sat later. Too tired!

2007-01-19T07:38:00.000-08:00

I want to say that this week was a wondrous, life changing experience and what nots but truthfully, I can't even remember my week. Other than wednesday in which we had to construct some model using straws, sticks and tape. Of course, we took more than given. After all, when the opportunity arises, grab them!

Wait... I'm starting to remember (and feeling like an ancient man of 73 or something). Oh yes, On Wed, had the first G4C gathering of the year! Headed to MOELC and met up with Rosie, who's doing fine in AJ. Later Frau Heng joined us. I miss her! :) Talked about poly, ghosts etc; really, really surprising topic starters.

Despite persistent pleading from Liesel, all we managed to do was to get Fr Heng to drive us to J8. Oh well. Another time perhaps. The guys like Kaiyi, Jun Kai, Andreas had to walk under the rain.

It was truly memorable in that we cancelled the swenson booking, didn't manage to find a seat in any fast food outlets etc. Liesel suggested having an outdoor conference which didn't go down so well with some people. In the end, we finally settled down at Food Junction.

Now, here's the REALLY awesome part. The Lord (Lok's new title given by Fr Heng) and a couple others started to rearrange tables and chairs, making this ultra long dining table to fit some 15 people or so. Of course the seating arrangements were really nice. *wink wink* I still don't understand why some people would choose to keep their relationships secret when all of us know about it.

I really, really enjoyed myself a lot that night - perhaps it may be the penultimate time we meet again. Next year, most of the guys we'll bid farewell as they do their part for the country. I know things will drastically change from then on. And for some others, they may depart for the shores of others or their own (if the passports have anything to say about it). All things change, like the surroundings in Bishan. Indeed, many places that contain precious memories are gone. I know change is inevitable in Singapore but I just wish that they could retain certain places - I'm already starting to feel like an alien in my own homeland. This sense of alienation is not unique to any one country but rather, IMHO it's just more pronounced in small, developing countries like ours. Is it of any wonder why migration still occurs?

I'm digressing. So back to my mundane existence on this pitiless planet. I've been doing OH (open house for those of you who can't figure it out) since Thurs and haven't been able to touch my notes for the gazillion tests on mon onwards. Bleh. I'll just end stuff here and will TRY to remember more about what happened in a week's time. Well, I hope anyways.

Jaeho is love right Reg?

2007-01-11T18:02:00.000-08:00

Another horrendous week is coming to a close. Thank goodness.

This week has been truly hectic. I swear I'm going to have panda eyes soon if this continues past Feb or something. I've been up as late as possible trying to finish my damn CATS project until Wed. The night before the presentation, I didn't even sleep, surprisingly. Of course, there were repercussions but hey, at least the work's done and presentation's over. I'll speak of it later.

I guess Mon's gardening class was fine. Initially, I wanted to pon the class but decided against it. After all, I want the cert. Dr Koh has a couple of very adorable caterpillars in the shadehouse. They were so fat! We named one Cookie monster (because he ate a whole lot), Sleepy, Grumpy, Lil and Phil. There were more we forgot to name. Heh. I wonder if I should start keeping caterpillars again and witness the miracle of metamorphosis once again. We became Bangla-in-training. I swear I have a WHOLE new respect for them and farmers. It really is backbreaking work to dig plants up and transplant them. Though now I wonder why ANYONE would harbour ambitions of being a farmer. Go high-tech. So much easier. Heh.

Tue was Loy's birthday. Minyi, Gerome, Poh Chuan, Qian yi and I treated him to lunch at Swensons while the Charlie's Angels treated him to cake.
For the first time during Badminton lesson on Wed, I found out just how boring a game can be with the wrong bunch of people. We had to change partners and what nots. Won't elaborate further. After all, how much can I say about a game so boring, no one played?

Then had god awful presentation. Of course I started getting jittery. I think it would be hell if Jian Lang wasn't there. He's the only one in class who knows I'll be Superman in the wrong sense of the word once the jitters get bad. Surprisingly, I didn't screw it up as badly as I did. Of course, I was still fascinated with the ceiling, as always.

Thurs, got stuck at the Sch of Hort at the Botanics because of the rain. During the "copying like mad" session, we started telling ghost stories. Some were absurd but there was this incredibly creepy story. "Do I look like your mother?" *shudders*

Headed to PS and browsed for The Notebook. They don't have it. Guess I have to trek down to HMV. While eating pretzels, okay, so it was just Loy and Minyi who were eating, we started talking about ages. It started off with a simple comment by Loy, "Looking back, I think I'm more matured compared to when I was 16"

THAT got me feeling suddenly very old. Looking back, I see no difference in terms of thinking. Have I stagnated to a point of intellectual dormancy? Sounds cheem but I'm just asking, have I become complacent in my search for answers?

Then inner ages were revealed - like I told Ms Tek, I'm heading toward my mid-life crisis. I feel like I'm heading towards 33ish. Now, food for thought...

If one has a mid-life crisis in his/her/it/whatever pronoun you want to use late teens, say 18, then wouldn't that mean you have about another 18 years left before you die? After all, it's mid-life crisis. Hehe.

Anyways, I'm itching to write it isn't even funny. I feel like tearing my hair out and keening; throwing myself down on the floor, kicking and screaming, begging to be let free. I REALLY REALLY want a hiatus from school to write. Why must I be cursed with such horrendous muses?!

2007-01-05T08:14:00.000-08:00

It's a new year. Another 365 days that will possibly mirror last year, well in terms of what the world will be like. With some notable exceptions - a woman 3rd in line for presidency should Bush choke on a pretzel again (and hopefully pass away or something; I'm thankful he's lost much of his control. Power to the Democrats and women too!)

The first day back to school was rather taxing on the body. As much as I hate to admit it; I'm starting to like it. After all, I've noticed a whole lot of improvement in my game - now I can actually hit the damn white cock. But the muscle aches is something I never look forward too.

For CATS, he made us write down our new year resolutions and stuff. Personally, I hate being forced to do such stuff. I'd rather keep my resolutions to myself. That way, it's somehow more fulfilling. Seeing it written down in a list makes the whole thing looks like a farce. After all, science has proven that within 5 hours, most people would have broken at least one of their new year resolution. He also made us draw, following the guidelines. Sure, it turned out nice but I can't help but feel like I've badly plagiarized. Lol.

Thurs was an absolute horrendous dread. The TXP quiz totally slipped my mind so I was practically studying for it, ignoring most of the lecture. Thank god it a short list of about 14 plants. Still, it was slightly tough since I had to study harder after the stupid cockroach scare which forced me to almost stand on the chair; I absolutely detest...nope, scratch that, ABHOR cockroaches. Dirty, disgusting, germ ladden hell spawn. Urgh. And they can fly. I have this terrible fear of them flying and crawling into my orifices. Weird but it ALMOST happened once. Twas' enough for me. Thank heavens Dr Koh was brave enough to kill it. Lol. Now you know huh?

However, I also learnt something new: the Botanic Gardens is so darn huge. We actually walked from one end (Napier Rd, closer to Orchard) to the other (Bukit Timah Hill). My legs are still screaming from the excertion. It's the price I have to pay, I guess, for outdoor learning.

Fri, gawd. I haven't met someone so tactless in months; and PCB broke the dam. I feel terribly bad for the other fellas - it was a downright insult, disgustingly hidden behind 'concern'. Honey, if I don't get my AD for one subject, you'd think I'll be as terribly upset as I was when I failed Lit last year? (technically, I didn't. But a B3 is a failure in my book for that subject. No offense but it's my own benchmarks. Get someone else's if you're not satisfied)

HELL NO! (maybe I might be deluding myself now but allow me time to indulge man...)

I'll be more upset if I don't score an AD for Chem. It's something I feel I owe MC for the poor performance for the O's. I can't wait to take Engineering Maths in Year 3. Another chance to redeem myself. Then perhaps Mama Chong will faint or something. Lol.

So now, I've resigned myself to four sleepless nights. Okay, so I'll sleep for a while but I'll be slogging, mugging and what have yous until wed. Then I can loosen up for an hour or two before it's back. Until the end of Feb beckons, I doubt I will be blogging as frequently. Then again, screw sleep. I'll survive on the tools of the wordsmith! That has got to be elicit at least a grin. If not, then I truly think you'll never be able to understand my sense of humour. Til we meet again ya?

2006-12-26T08:12:00.000-08:00

Firstly, to those I didn't manage to contact, Merry Christmas, Happy Hannukah & Qwanzah. :)

So let's start things off. I spent Christmas sleeping away my entire morning & possibly afternoon. I only fully regained awareness of the world around me around 6 plus. I can't help it if the dreary weather lulls me to slumber easily.

I went to Suntec today to help pack things up. Oh goodness, I never realised how much effort it takes to come up with something beautiful- okay, so I had an inkling but seeing it up close, it just struck me.

Made a new friend from Wesley, who's a mutual friend (Darryl's & Martin's lower sec classmate). What a small world. So as we unpacked the Bromeliads (the family which the pineapple is in), I realised that I got pricked by one of them spiny leaves. Bleh. Still stings.

Then packed into some lecturer's car with Ms Tek, Wes, Michael (I sat beside him! hehe) and this other TSO and headed for NP. I think I might HAVE to lose more weight, despite my thin frame. I think I took up quite some space. Oh well. Time to cut back on the food. (And desperately failing each time)

At the shadehouse, Wes and I talked about the German language(he's taking German 101 this sem) and naturally, I get another gross hint that I've lost touch with it. Sure, I can understand some words but I need a refresher badly. I guess next sem, I'll get back in. Dr Koh returned and we started unloading the stuff and arranging them. Of course, being pricked by the ridiculously irritating spines was a given. The shade house, despite its name isn't a great shelter. The rain still managed to pour in. As much as I wish to complain, it didn't make much of a difference. I was already soaked.

After stuffing the pots with the tapered water nozzles and flattening cardboard boxes and other menial tasks, it was time to head home. All in all, there went some 3, 4 hours.

However, nothing could have prepared me for the longest wait ever. If I didn't know any better, I swore my ex classmates practised the IST (Indian Standard Time). I stood with yongyi, my best friend and yee wee (who surprisingly turned up) from 6 to 7.30! A bloody one and a half hours being daft model wannabes at Harbourfront Station. We finally met each other and off we went to Vivo, the shopping mall that may crack seasoned shopaholics.

In the end, only Alvin, Irsyad, Yee Wee, Yongyi and I were there "on time". We only meet Ching yee later. It turned out to be a game of hide and seek when I looked for my dearest house captain. First, the other guys went to the arcade, leaving me and YY behind. When we managed to find her (braving the rain no less), the guys had gone in search of us on level one when we specifically told them that we were to meet at level 3. Bleh. So my poor aching soles were in for a real treat. The escalator from flr 2 to flr 1 was down.

When we finally found the guys, Katie messaged me, telling us that she would be joining us with a friend in tow. I don't mind so we waited. Is Vivo the new Orchard or something? I saw like ex schoolmates (whose names I cannot remember) to friends and such.

Firstly, some backgrd info: Katie is this ultra tall woman who towers practically everyone for as long as anyone can remember. So having met her after 5 LONG years, it wasn't a complete surprise she's blossomed nicely; I mean it's in her genes for crying out loud.

Anyways, she got her Mexican friend, Ernesto or something to join us for dinner. And as we had our dinner (or in Irsyad's case, the FIRST meal he's had for the day), we started reminiscing. I guess it doesn't come as a shock that I can barely connect names to faces. They started spouting all these familiar sounding names but I just couldn't pin them down. And they were my classmates for God's sake. I think if I don't make an effort to look through the yearbooks at least annually, come 6 months from now, I wouldn't be able to remember some people. Come 5 years, I'll be going, "Do I know you?"

It was some fifteen minutes later I FINALLY managed to get pin a vague face to a name.

And he was supposedly quite close to us. I totally cannot remember his name now though. Let's hope I don't age too rapidly mentally. (I'm already 32, 33!)

Me, being me, I got all excited and people gave me this "nutcase?" stare. Heh.Sorry if I embarassed you guys. But I'll always leave a strong, deep impression no?

We headed to the arcade to play some pool, air hockey, Time Crisis 2 and some trivia quiz machine thingie. I'm typically not an arcade person but still, I managed to enjoy myself.

So for the next class outing, or chalet if yongyi has his way, I have better get myself prepared. Now...where the hell did I put those ridiculously hideous and embarassing Pri sch photos?!

2006-12-20T08:23:00.000-08:00

It's that wonderful time of the year again, with the roads all decked out - this year, it's gaudy gold and so politically correct that it's actually possible to use it for the 4 major festivals. Oh, I wasn't just talking about Christmas. I'm talking about the damn weather- Bitch.

So I'll start from the beginning. I went to the Singapore Garden Festival prior to the BBQ. I swear, everyone who loves all things beautiful NEEDS to go there. It's so fantastic! Too bad my camera sucks so I won't be showing you the pictures I took. But I'll try to scan in the pictures from the official booklet. :)

Anyways, after that, I actually made small talk with Geek in the Pink. He ain't half bad- just that I feel well, the need to distance myself from him! Lol. Mayhaps, we just can't find common ground. I mean how far can a conversation go about "Oh, so do like this semester?" Let me tell you...less than 5 minutes. With your rubbish words like "erm...let's see..." etc, THEN it'll be 6 minutes. I know. I actually timed it. (Just proves how bored beyond belief I was, waiting for the bus to arrive)

Headed to ECP and almost cried. None of my sisters were there! Haha. Okay, and because Yanghan was clad only in boxers...*shudders* So I just relaxed as the guys came and played soccer, in spite of the continual downpour. Even when lightning flashed across the sky, they still played, despite me screaming. I sound like a wet blanket but I can't help it if I keep seeing them charred to perfection.

Thankfully, the rain got me in a nice mood to write. So as I was writing, this "clever" little bugger thought it might be fun to recreate the infamous mentos and coke experiment under the shelter. Now, if the shelter was big enough, I wouldn't have minded. But damn it, I didn't need to get Coke on my clothes. So I kind of shouted at him. It totally marred my entire day. Thank goodness, I was in my warpath mood. It was better understood. Seriously, some people just can't understand sarcasm even when it bit them HARD on the arse. Of course, I still feel sort of guilty that I spoilt his day but it's for the best. Better me than say some of the other guys. I remember the *cough*. Ahem.

So our intention of bbq under the stars become the light of the shelter. Still, the 2-7 bbq was truly a unique experience, all 25 of us or so huddled in one shelter (sharing it with the brats) and yet, we managed to stuff ourselves with satay, sambal stingray and chicken. And all of us were soaked at some point. For me, it was taking Jules and Nadiah from Macs with Shiyun. Haha. Of course, my sis and I met some WEIRD people along the way. And one disgustingly hideous half naked man. He needs a bra mind you. Man boobs, no matter WHAT the size are disturbing ; far more disturbing than erm...bush. Haha.

And thus ended my adventure under the rain. Thankfully, today the weather was better. Managed to reach the Esplanade all dry. :) I went there for Temasek Wind Ensemble concert. It was fine. There were pieces that I felt weren't very good but at times, they surprised me with their mastery. I can't help it if I compare it with Cat High's band...god, when they played Jericho, I swore I was with the crusaders. But kudos for bringing in a touch of nostalgia!

Now I'm off to bed. Duty calls in less than 8 hours and I'm still here.

2006-12-15T04:49:00.000-08:00

This past few days, I haven't been moving much. (unless you consider lifting the remote control and crawling to bed moving then fine)

Thankfully, today proved to be a day where I have an excuse to go out. Okay, so I've been itching to go out but heck, no money. You know what they say...money makes the world go round.

So anyways, went to World Farm, a landscaping shop of sorts.

okay...let's take a detour for a short while. WTF is wrong with the word omg? Hmm...my father told my mum to tell me that he's mad when I use the word. Now I'm trying to figure out if I have ultra pious parents or not...let me think. NOT. So what's wrong with saying omg? Okay, to some people, it's using the god's name in vain (I'm hearing mdm ong, my sec 1 eng teacher in my head now...). And you know what he told my mum to tell me? To erm...how do I put this? Istifar? Which in my opinion, would have been used in the TOTALLY wrong context in most cases, say seeing a super great sale like 90% off storewide or something. So those in the know, you might find it as ridiculous as I did. I'm on the verge of laughing now.

But notice how my father has to go through my mum to tell me almost anything? I find it very weird. It's like my mum's a messenger or something. Oh well. I don't give a damn. It's not like I have a lot of things in common with my old man anyways.

So back to the main issue at hand...World farm is located at this remote, off the map place. It felt like taking a trip back in time when roads were halfway done and such. Looked through the prices of many plants and then had lunch at KFC (despite me disliking the cloying smell) before I headed home.

And until now, I've been downloading oh SO many files. All of which I might add are in that grey area...musicals, old radio broadcasts, sch's performances etc. I can't help it if I love musicals. The colourful costumes, the theatrical scenes, the orchestral pieces...what's there that's not to be liked?

Well, to my parents, in particular my father, asians going for theatre performances is a sign that we are still influenced by the British or some rubbish like that. *rolls eyes* To them, it's as though we're still living in colonial times. (gawd, sometimes, I wish I did...okay, wait. there were no air cons then right? Ok...no bloody way)

I guess I can partially understand the reasoning behind it; after all, the rich upper crust of colonial Britain were the ones who usually went for such performances. The other implication was that the poorer people and most of Asia then didn't go for such stuff.But then again, isn't chinese opera sort of a musical? A contradiction no?

I have a decent explaination as to why most asians didn't venture into the theatre then. It was because they were more concerned about bread and butter issues, their ricebowls etc. It makes plenty of sense since people then were practically part bunnies; having so many kids. I'm not saying that they didn't enjoy the arts or what nots but rather, they had less time for that. They caught what they could, unlike those who already had their iron ricebowls. Thus, even when the Brits returned from whence they cometh, the mindset that the theatre was reserved for the rich (and the west) still remains.

And Singapore wonders why the arts scene is so stagnant - reason? People need more time to realise that the arts, the theatre is for everyone! After all, if it wasn't for the 'peasants' where would Broadway be?

Thus ends my short diatribe. I'm just wondering how many people still think like my parents- that the theatre is for the rich and the 'angmoh'. Hmm...

Oh heck. I'll go prancing around now singing "castle on a cloud".

Taa taa!

2006-12-11T07:58:00.000-08:00

"If music be the food of love..."

Oh, how I wish to scream and shout and just leap into the air in jubilation for my exams are over...if only I hadn't made such a stupid, careless mistake of the century for today's chemistry common test! Oh, what a fool I am...

Still, I'm just thankful that Arts Central has got musicals on mondays. At least there's something to cheer me up. Now if only they would screen CATS, Hairspray or Les Miz, I would be one joyful fellow.

I guess I'm still rather high from watching "On Moonlight Bay". I can't believe my primary school's graduation song has its roots, heck it's tune from this gem. Hilarious romantic comedy.

So now, it's time to kick back and relax before the next term begins. Of course, me being me, procrastination might set me back a couple of days. I just hope that whatever resolution for 2007 i might come up with may finish. Until now, I owe myself resolutions from years and years ago like finishing writing "Confessions".

So to one and all, enjoy the exams! >)

2006-12-10T04:12:00.000-08:00

I KNOW I'm supposed to be studying for the common test tmr but I'll do that later. I'l blog about Fri's rather uneventful class gathering; to call it a dinner would give it far more accolade that it deserves. Lol.

So I left home at around 6 (Having had my classes shortened to some 2.5 hours) and ended up late. *face palms* Mardhiah and Fifa were amongst the first to arrive. Fariq turned up a few seconds later. I do believe we were stuck on the same train. He was the first to smack my butt (despite it being a slight slap; NOT a smack, I'll just give it to him). Then we saw Sal and gang with Nanthini.

Weijian's in SP and I didn't even know until now; oh how embarassing! I pride myself on knowing where most people went and I didn't even know where my desk partner went to?
On the otherhand, Jeya is seemingly on his way of breaking records for tallest man.

Oh, oh...quick someone! Call the press! Sundaram's voice broke!

It's a few octaves lower! *snickers* It's a rather nice change from his previous voice. I'm starting to think that perhaps my voice cracked, not broke. There's a distinct difference between the two. Oh well...if only puberty didn't affect me, I think I would have been one very glad little person.

Then we made the arduous task of making our way to Suntec where James and Faris waited for us. Of course, we found out that Nanthini's GPA was a near perfect 3.95. It just broke my heart. I guessed we made a scene huh Fariq?

Oh yes, James got a crew cut WAY ahead of NS. What a drastic change from being the only guy I knew in sec sch who was so bloody vain, he used the OHP as his personal vanity mirror, straightened his hair every couple of months and bought what seems like piles of hair products. I used to love tormenting him. Sigh...good times, good times.

Joey, Kenny and Bryan (the former being the original organizer and the latter being the final organizer) caught up with us as we bought our take out meal from BK. Went to Sky Garden to eat, much to the chagrin of several people. Not that I minded. It was a rather pleasant night. We essentially caught up with one another, gossipped etc. Of course, now I've got events on my calender all marked out for GPA etc. I can't wait. Phyllis and Syafiq joined us as we ate. :)

Fifa and Mardhiah left after that; I hoped they enjoyed the rather unconventional meal. The rest of us headed to Marina Square where we split up into two groups. James, Kenny, Joey, Phyllis went for dinner (to where I have no idea but I just want to know where they went to ear until past 11pm). The rest of us went for pool. (Or rather watch pool for Weijian, Nanthini, Jeya and I). All in all, it was a great time just hanging out with them; I missed them so much.

As we headed home, I met Edwin and we talked on the way home. Mdm Asnah is fine if anyone's inquiring. Found out that the Indon scholars aren't doing so well for promos. Haha. Asnah's the best in teaching Malay! Thank god we got her. Although in retrospect, I still have no idea why I spent quite some effort trying to master a language that I have little use now. Heck, I rarely use it at home. Although I'm trying my concious best to rectify this rather glaring problem, I can't help it if I'm more comfortable with English- International language of business, arts, etc. versus the regional language of the Malay Archiepalago *did I spell that right?*; doesn't take a genius to figure out which language has more merits.

I would like to thank everyone who has helped made the FIRST 4-4 class gathering materialize. And to those who missed out, I hope you can join us at the next one (whenever THAT is...)

I'll update on my more mundane aspect of life but no one would want to bore themselves to sleep so I'll end it off here.

Good luck to all taking your Common test starting from tomorrow!

I'm off to hit the books! I'm NOT going to eat humble pie. Mark my words. No one shall pwn me!

2006-12-04T01:05:00.000-08:00

This is perhaps the second post I've made in the school lab. And my 131th post. Only a few more before I can pop the champagne for 150th post!

So today, we had tea with the school director. I guess it was okay; them trying to make it all informal and all. Still, I felt all of us knew inherently that we were supposed to behave. Why else would the class advisor be there? (Like a hawk)

She said that the class was perhaps the most talented lot she's met so far. Bah humbug. I think she tells that to every class she meets. Still, it was a tad weird to reintroduce yourself. Particularly when you've nothing to say about yourself (other than diss yourself)

The tea they prepared was okay; being ravenous, I took close to 3 plates. But I can't help but wonder if only one food caterer exists; it's the same food caterer that supplied me with food when the canteen shut down. Oh...the memories when I savoured the taste of the sambal.

Memories flooded me as I recalled buying buns (cheese and hotdog) while waiting for classes, on the way to classes and what have you. Heck, break started as soon as the aunties finished setting up the place.

And of Speech Day. Oh, perhaps a day that will go down in Anderson's history when it was the returning seniors who misbehaved instead. We partook in booing the ever unpopular VP, whom I've even forgotten the name. Oops, I shouldn't have said that. Ya right. It occured, and it's a fact. So get over it if you're reading this, you law abiding buggers. I didn't insult anyone ya?

Gawd, I'm missing the people who made my 4 years memorable; all the teachers (who've come and gone, and going) to the nice cleaner aunties to the security guards (ever so inquisitive to know everything NOT related to school like..."Are you Eurasian" and "Where are you now?") to the ever so helpful office staff (esp Mrs Muthu!) to Mrs Tan and most importantly my friends, my brothers, my sisters, my grandniece to well, EVERYONE!

I just hope I can make it for this week's gathering. I miss you all so much! <3

Just don't spank my booty.

2006-12-03T07:09:00.000-08:00

So many thing have happened in my life; major ups and downs, tumulous turns, twists and spins that I fell like I'm on a rollercoaster ride to hell.

Still, here goes. I don't remember anything major happening on Mon & Tues. But the later part of the week...
Wed: Celebrated my sister's birthday at Seoul Garden. Too bad they ended dinner early; I still had spaces in my stomach to fill. Although the variety of food were a tad too little to my liking, I rather enjoyed it. Still, nothing beats Royal Plaza on Scotts. I'm SO not high maintance...am I?
Talked to Bryan over the phone for about 4 hours until it was around 2am? Something like that. But it felt so good to grab a decent conversation. But I can't help but feel that I'm being less articulate as time passes by; as though my mind's no longer working in tandem with my mouth.

Thurs: Oh gawd. My horoscope for that day read something like "Attend to a personal problem in a tactile manner" or something along those lines. Being one to just read it for the sake of reading, I took it with a pinch of salt. Of course, having had such a nice discussion on oh SO many issues, I was feeling rather reflective. Could it be that I was also cranky due to lack of sleep? I'm not sure but I knew I blew up at Hanif. Then I couldn't function to save my life; I felt like I was just one rung below from being depressed. Thank god that Jules listened. Really, really helped me to bounce back. Truly, thank you so much.

Fri: DGA and ITA results were announced. Was rather pleased with mine but I was a tad sorry for those who had less than desirable results. All the best for the net one ya? Headed, or rather rushed to VJ for Les Miserables. Was WAY too early so I headed to Expo with Daniel to check Sitex out.

THEN went to Vj. The school production of the musical was fine overall, albeit it fell a bit short of my expectation. I blame Arts Central and the sound system. Heh. But really, there were times I had to strain just to hear Marius. But I think the best solo went to the lady who played young Cosette - "Castle on a Cloud". Best solo I've heard! Overall, it was a mighty fine performance.

Oh yes, I've finally met Samuel. Lol.

Sat: I had time to spare so I headed to Sitex with Daniel. Where I met him! Ok, so by him, I'm referring to Kenny. But Damn Bo Hui was there too...bloody @%#$ pulled my hair! Now, if I had long hair, I wouldn't have minded...thus it stung like hell. Thankfully, the day was not marred by his actions. I managed to score a camera. (Although now I'm having problems with it!) Bleh.
Wasn't able to make it to the steamboat session with g4c. I hope I can make it for 4-4 though. Haiz...I wished I was rich.

2006-11-25T07:39:00.000-08:00

Let's see...
Wed: Had badminton. The MOST tiring lesson ever since I was forced to practise only my serving for the entire day. My right arm has been aching since then. It's a confirmation that I don't belong to the world of sports. Hell duh. I knew that since I was young! Seriously, I know I sound extremely namby-phamby here but I can't stand being under the sun. I hate to sweat. It isn't any wonder I'm a very indoor person. But yoga...now, THAT is something I want to take up.

However, the main "highlight" of the day was having a rather crazed lecturer. He kicked up quite a fuss when we came late and essentially made us into bumbling goons. Come on, how does having a sticker labelled "Hitler" make me feel any less different? And I yearn to be around people who know roughly who I'm referring to when I say Alfian Sa'at, Cyril Wong, Sigmund Freud. Best bit? To quote someone, "So is Shakespeare the guy who wrote some kind of poem or something?"

That got me fuming mad inside. The FATHER of Lit and they don't know who he is?! What about Ernest Hemmingway? William Goldings? Edgar Allen Poe? On hindsight, I guess it was asking too much for people to not know them. I mean no one reads books anymore right? (And thus the level of idiocy in our world)

The lecturer made us stay behind just because he wanted to be nominated for this award or something. Shameless fella. I'm terribly sorry but I meant what I said. No lecturer has made an impact in my life.

Thurs: God, I hated Thursday a whole lot. First, I studied like mad for a quiz, only to forget the spellings of certain words until it was too late. Then, I had to rush back all the way home after dinner with Loy, Poh Chuan, Minyi and her bf to finish the CATS project. As much as I want to heap praises for my fellow team members, I'm at a loss for words. After 1 am, I was halfway in dream's embrace and in front of the computer. I had to stop at 3 am plus. Woke up at 6am to complete the rest of the project. This truly was a lesson; I need to stop procrastinating and start being a stickler for time. I'm gonna be the guy with a stick shoved up his arse. Seriously, for the next two days, I was so worried I was going to sleep without warning. And everything was a blurry haze.

Fri: Had a nice albeit brief chat with Ms Tek concerning LDS. I'm gonna be an arse and put this down. I got third for LDS. (Thank god) Now, the prospect of my attachment seems to lean towards landscape design. I'm not very sure...oh well. 1 and a half years more before I make up my mind.

Sat: Woke up late so I grabbed a cab to pri sch for the p6 grad tea party. Goodness, I'm so ashamed of some of my juniors. The ex -p6 were there to promote their school and share their experience with their juniors but only a few did. The rest were more intent on having fun and eating. Best bit? Some of them did a disservice to the school. Have they forgotten that they are amongst grads of their sec schools? In the end, most left. But kudos to some of the them, in particular the YCKSS. :)

They really tried their best to sell their school. But the Andersonian bunch...I wasn't aware until later of what happened. I wished I learnt about it earlier. I would have given a severe tongue-lashing to one particular student. I won't reveal what happened but let's just pray for Mr Ang...he's going to get his hands tied down further. (I hope not...)

After that, I headed home and overslept. Thus, once again, another expensive cab ride; this time to Orchid Country Club. Can't believe I said Orchard! *facepalms* I was in such a hurry! The dinner was nice but some of the food weren't to my liking. In particular, Shark's fin soup. I skipped it. I asked the waiteress whether they used real fins. She wasn't sure and I wasn't going to support an industry that thrives on cruelty. I won't mind if there were plenty of sharks and we use most or better yet every bit of the creature but to kill it only for the fin?! And to leave it drowning...god, just the mere thought is making me ill. So please...stop the industry. In reality, Shark's fin soup is nice because of the stock, NOT because of the fins.

The day ended on a high note; I won myself a Tefal toaster and hitched a ride home from Mr Swarna...He's terribly kind to send me home.

I just pray I won't get a tongue lashing from a lass when I tell her I can't make it for one of my class dinner; time just isn't on my side anymore for leisure. I'm NOT going to screw myself up once again.

2006-11-21T06:02:00.000-08:00

Chitra dropped a HUGE bombshell on me today (as well as the rest of the class). My common test will be pushed to next week, INSTEAD of Dec 11. I'm freaking out so much, I know I won't sleep peacefully tonight. I'll possibly be dreaming of blank papers drenched in red ink or something.

Today, we didn't have practical. (Which sucks. I need more practice!) However, we had this silly event called Staff and Students Day. To be frank, it was nice but boring. I was wondering how the hell did it become some sort of a high school audition. Sure, some of the performers were good (but I applaud their professionalism for apologizing for a sore throat and STILL performing) but the starting acts needs to iron out some kinks.

There was this awesome trio who sang one of my favourite Sugababes song, UGLY. God, I was so envious that my green horns started to show when this lithe male sang. His voice, it seems, has YET to crack. Freaky? Not really. Just fascinating! Best bit? He got the loudest approval from the audience because he actually managed to reach a higher note than a girl can! I'm serious. Too bad due to my lack of recording instruments, I can't present the experience to you.

I got on stage to receive some prize. Freaking embarassing. As much as I like to act and stuff, I dislike having the spotlight on me. Anyways, Loy says Dr Chang, the director gave me a quizical (or rather weird) look after I took some cert from her.

Damn it.

That makes it two weird stares for today! The first and earlier one was prior to the event outside Bukit Timah Plaza. This auntie gave me this funny look - What the hell are you looking at bitch? I ain't some animal on parade you know...I know you're envious of my slim, tiny waist and my 50kg weight right? Honey, go out there and exercise those thunder thighs of yours. Or perhaps, go lipo! And I meant that in a good way.

Wanted to leave but due to my stupidity (handing over my student card instead of writing my name) I had to wait for the entire show to end before I managed to reach home just in time to watch the final episode of Goong. :P

Tired day man. So now, I'm off to type out my proposals and study for my tests. BLEH. After this week is over, I'm SO gonna get an organizer. I'm gonna be all percy-like!

Oh and 4-4 peeps, let's have dinner on the 8th Dec, Fri. At Seoul Garden. Objections and whatnots, msg me on my hp. if not, email me.

2006-11-19T18:49:00.000-08:00

Lately, I've been very cranky and I have nary an idea why. I feel a tad bad that I've lashed out at people for just asking etc. Oh well. I hope they forgive me. But I know it won't be the last. Few understand why I am the way I am.

I've got a 3 days weekend since I have no classes today. On Saturday, I went visiting to my aunt's best friend's house. Haha. I guess having a reputation kind of sucks. Oh well. At least the food was great. Too bad, I got full after the 3rd plate. I guess Sat was a day of bonding with my mum; well, sort of. Seriously, she just LOVES to regale tales of how I'd be a rolling pin to all and sundry. And thus, the conversation just makes me feel a tad uncomfortable since I don't even remember a thing. I guess forgetting the episodes are better than remembering them. But then again, it feels as though I've been cheated off; not my entire life's there.

Yesterday, I went to Nuurun's to have lunch. It was a wonderful thing to see Jules, Zakpao, Aqilah, Huddy, Nizar and Hashir. The lunch was excellent too but I got so full, I skipped dinner later.

I'm thankful that my blues are on the way out the doors. I don't feel as down as I did yesterday. I can't explain it but it felt like a precursor to something far more terrible. I don't even want to think about it. Or perhaps, thinking too much is my problem?

I totally love Christina's song, Hurt. There's something that strikes a chord within me. Listen to it.

2006-11-16T20:23:00.000-08:00

It's gonna be the end of a hectic week soon. I can't wait for the weekends for once.

This week, I've had two test. Chem (which was a blast to do) and taxonomy (which was a blasted thing to complete). I had problems with the latter for obvious reason.

I have an Excel test in a couple of minutes time. I've kind of given up on ITA (IT Applications) at this stage. Seriously, the lecturer is a tad too fast for ITA. Give me Digital Graphics over ITA! Seriously, with a book in hand, everything's laid out nicely; just gotta be a lemming. But ITA is practically DIY. Come on, missing formulae and rubbish like that? Bleh. I suck at Math and you expect me to come up with complex formulas?! ARGH. It's far harder than I expected.

Well, yesterday, went to LJS with Qianyi and Loy. Minyi was sick you see. Played the Rate 'Em Game. Essentially a game of people watching. Or rather guy watching. It's almost as fun as this solitary game I play daily on my way to campus.

The aim of the game is to arrive to your destination without hitting anyone, or getting hit. Of course, it works best when you're walking with a large crowd, like Outram Stn. You start out with 1000 points. Deduct points as you see fit. For me, that means I'll think of some random number below 1000. It's often 100 or 250 or 300. Once you reach your destination, count your scores! I've gotten 1000 twice this week but I failed twice as well. There was sleepy guy who keep missing the grabpole and hitting my hand. Arghrifying. Sounds lame but hey, you just gotta entertain yourself when you're a mere speck of dust against the plentitude of others in the air.

Oh yes, back to yesterday. Twas a day filled with plenty of lame jokes.

"They say Barney's gay!"

"Ya...cos..."

Me: "How can he be gay? He ain't got no sex organs!"

That was hilarious to me!

Afterwards, had dinner filler at Taco Bell as Loy completed his theory homework. Headed home after that.

I just want this day to end.

And tomorrow's meeting is cancelled. Haiz...There goes my monday. I guess it's a good thing. I'm broke as it is already.

2006-11-14T06:47:00.000-08:00

Oh god. Where do I begin...to tell a story of how...Okay, so screw that song.

Today was one of the worse days of my life. Well, not to the extend that I needed to get someone to save me but rather just made me uncomfortable.

The day started off with a series of lectures. Today's dry lecture on root systems was surprisingly quite easy to grasp compared to say stem cells? Had Chem after that. Seriously, I have a feeling, I won't be able to get a decent grade in anything but chem this semester. I just hope I'm able to somehow attain enlightenment. *snorts*

I had a splitting headache towards the end of chem lecture. Actually, it started since PAM but it wasn't a pressing pain so I just forgot about it. Bit me in my arse. The worse bit was the wild goosechase to find aspirin. And NONE of the shops I went to had one. I felt somehow better after I regurtitated for about 5 minutes? (Could be more; definately felt like crap after that)

Finished my DGA assignment part 1 but gave up on part 2. Perhaps it was a precursor to what happened next - PAM practical. No matter how exciting life science appears to be, I'm never ever gonna be swayed to be in the lab to make sections for the rest of my life. I swore, no matter how thin I cut, the piece just never made the grade. And strangely, only Poh Chuan managed to get a decent cut. Bah, humbug. Patience or magic fingers? You decide.

It was a mad scramble to finish the assignment by 6; I didn't make it. Got shooed out of the lab. But THAT was when something went horribly wrong. In my haste to store away the microscope, I actually unscrewed the head. And it bounced. I swore I could feel my the blood draining from my face. It just seemed so surreal. I was in a rather panicked state by then. The lens came off and my heart seemingly shattered into a million pieces. After all, if there was any real damage, I would have said goodbye to the rest of my life and start selling tissue papers or something to pay off such a humonguous debt.

Imagine my shock and immense relief when Lena, the oh so wonderful person that she is, managed to put it all back together. Still, that incident alone ruined my day; the icing on the cake, shall we say?

I rushed to complete the assignment and handed it in. I'm so thankful I was blessed with a rather loud voice. I would have been trapped in the office otherwise. I would like to thank Dr Hedy Goh for saving me from a potential nightmare.

And I've finally got my hand on the precious aspirin when I reached home.

I just hope i'm able to cope with tomorrow's rubbish. I mean come on, how the bloody hell can creativity be taught?!

2006-11-13T06:01:00.000-08:00

The GST will increase from 5% to 7%. I'm fairly certain most Singaporeans will grumble and then just accept it. Too bad. I'm not gonna just mumble "aiyah...stoopid gahmen"

Instead, I wish to understand more about this new...development shall we say?

Firstly, what social net are we talking about? It's such a vague term. You say you want the poor to at least own a piece of property. However, seeing that the prices of flats are exorbitant (from their perspective), how are they going to be able to pay off the bank loan for the buying of flat? Won't their already meagre savings go directly to paying off this huge debt?

For workforce? Excuse me, but I see it as this way; you gotta help yourself before others help you. Some are picky about jobs, others just too lazy to move. Still, concerning workforce, sometimes getting subsidies itself is said to be tough. You gotta fill in countless forms; like how much your siblings earn etc. Some people who really need them won't get it because of the rigidity of the system of eligibility.

For education? Oh, I can tell you stories of people who really need to get their heads whacked. They don't send their kids for remedials because "it's a waste of time", they don't help their kid by reading to them at a young age etc. Some of them just can't be bothered. Now, if education is a societal equalizer, don't they realise their mistake?!

Now, off to problems that may be caused. Firstly, notice that it's for the "lower income" people? What about the sandwiched people; the middle income. The people who can afford the occasional dinner out but just getting by? I don't care about the high income people. Throw them a tax of 50% and they would still be able to get by. My main concern is for the middle income people of which I may be included. Aren't the middle income people being stretched? Too "rich" to get help, too "poor" to get by? The lower middle income people are on the thin line that separates them from the low income. Now, with an increase in tax, won't the no of low income people increase? Won't there thus be more mouths to feed? Won't this thus be a neverending cycle of poverty? Instead of decreasing the no of poor people, could we instead be increasing the no of poor people?

I've got a splitting headache so I can't be able to continue any longer. Gotta rest.

I wanna protest against bush being here but my hands and legs are tied. So I'll have an inner protest instead, within myself. No matter what, I think he's made several of the century's biggest blunders. And he should know what I'm talking about.

2006-11-11T02:40:00.000-08:00

God, this entire week feels as though I'm on some darn course; I guess it's because I think (think being the definite word) I've discovered I've time to just go out and observe the world.

Yesterday after classes, I went to the Botanic Gardens with Loy to get his handphone back. Futile trip since his mother claimed it earlier. Seeing we had time to spare, we took a stroll through the gardens. I must say, it was something that I kind of needed. I say I feel more at peace after that.

Headed to Orchard (which I'm starting to find rather boring) where we parted ways. Headed towards AMK to meet Sujin to get the CDs. {btw, I've completed them; watched them twice}
Went to my grandmother's home for a quick late lunch before I grabbed a cab home. Went visiting after that. Got a decent amount considering the fact that Raya's practically ending. (Well, not according to the masses I see every damn day decked out in full finery)

Today, woke up late and thus grabbed a cab. If I had known someone would have had some problems of his own, I would have taken a bus (and obviously sleep; starting to be like I'm rediscovering the joy of sleeping). Anyway, met up with Wenping and Yiting. After that, we just took a cab to Bishan park for the WSQ event thingie. Where Mr Saiful's a judge for some competition.The goodie bags were REALLY goodie bags! A packet of chips, buns, a drink, a mat (can someone for once NOT give a mat?!) etc.

Didn't mingle at all with the other HLM'ers. We just stayed within our area; it was a decent spot - with rocks, seats and greenery all around. The clincher was the SHADE! Hehe. But after I redeemed my potong ice-cream, we got chased away by Dr Koh. At least we met Dr Chitra!

As much as I'm interested in world politics, I can't be bothered to listen to some speech. Instead, Alisa, Wenping, Yiting and I went to nearby table to learn how to make corsages. But we got side-tracked by this interesting concept of grasshoppers! Had plenty of difficulties starting out but I'm fairly sure I can do it now.

We went back to AMK for lunch. At Ramen Teh, the salmon sushi was oh so divine. So smooth...I'm yearning for more.

And thus my adventures around Singapore has ended. But I'm adamant I'm going back to Bugis for lunch on Monday when we have a four hour break...wait...or should I go to Jurong? Or Bishan? Oh...the wonders of having time and not knowing what to do with it.

2006-11-09T20:48:00.000-08:00

Brighter days seem to be on the way.

I've been in such a state of joy since Wed because the Democrats got control of the House of Representative. To top it off, Britney made one of the wisest decision ever! To quote Rosie O Donald, "We love you Britney!"

However, the joy was shortlived; perhaps it was the horrendous weather or something but most of my classmates were terribly moody. Okay, and me...no biggie. So far, the dreaded grey have NOT returned.

Anyways, while having lunch at Holland V (where we often go for lunch if there's a 2 hr break), Qianyi started to cry. The blues started to envelop the atmosphere and soon, Minyi, Qianyi and I were crying. Come to think of it, it's rather dumb to cry when others cry; esp when I ain't that empathatic but hey, if they well in my eyes, it's better to let em roll. Okay, so it's frickin hilarious!

After the whole sobfest, we got chocolates and an orange rose for Min Yi. Haha. I wonder what happened to the rose. After that, we headed to the school of horticulture in the botanic gardens. The rain poured, as though it too felt the sadness in us. I'm crapping. I think the rain was just being a pain; it rained so heavily, we could barely see the jungle outside. I should have taken a snapshot of the window; no one would believe me otherwise. oh well...

Thus, we didn't venture outside (except to the loo located a distance away).

On the way back, Loy misplaced his handphone. I feel for him; just 3 days of it being confiscated...*shudders* I think I should get my handphone surgically attached to my ear.

LATEST UPDATE:
Loy found his handphone! Oh...sweet relief!
And Minyi says the rose is in a bottle in her house.

anyways, let's continue with more happy news!

It's official! The Democrats have usurped power from the Republicans! Woohoo! Both the House AND Senate? Oh, heavenly news! Still, I wonder what type of repercussions this sea change brings.

Saddam is facing the noose soon, Bush concedes defeat, Rumsfield quits, the evil that was Britney/Kevin is gone...oh may more good news roll in...like cure for cancer, AIDS etc.

However, damn Singapore penal code. How'd hetero anal and oral sex get decriminalised but homosexuality in any form is still illegal?!

2006-11-07T06:08:00.000-08:00

Let's see...of late, I've been so whacked that I've kind of lost track of time. (Which actually isn't a very new thing) So here goes.

Yesterday, after the shortest practical with some of the toughest questions I've encountered, Min Yi, Loy and I decided to whittle some time away. During the bus ride, Loy started something ala Johari; "so tell me what you think of me". It was fun trying to come up with words to describe them!

However, Loy's insightful senses kicked in and I was totally unprepared to have someone see through the masks I put on. It was unsettling to say the least. His apt descriptions rang true; it gave resonance to that inner voice of mine. To those of you voyeurs out there, here's a tidbit.
"very sure of himself and at the same time, not sure of himself"

I guess I'm sort of a paradox huh? Or is that oxymoronic? Shall check up later. I've lost touch with my literate side.

Anyways, we decided to have a short meal at LJS. God, it was so like some girl talk that I've missed! Haha. Of course, we shared information on anatomy; it's better to hear from the horse's mouth you know.

After that, went out to my mother's friends. I wonder how many more houses to go to...but I aint' complaining. I need the moolah.

So now, today's lectures was mind-boggling. It took me AGES to even understand what Chitra meant. Oh yes, she was in this gorgeous colourful Indian suit! Should have taken a picture; it was real pretty! After that, we had lunch at Pizza Hut (which was a whole other adventure I just want to forget) before we arrived (late, I might add, because a cleaner auntie) for practical. Razor blades are just oh so tempting. Thankfully, I had things to cut. Okay, let's clear the air here people! I AM NOT A PSYCHOPATH OUT TO MASSACRE. (I'm just psychotic. Me no like blood)

The highlight of the day was actually when I encountered YeeWee, a classmate of mine from pri sch. I lost track of time as I caught up with him. And he was SO nice, we talked under his block! And I met his parents. Goodness, his mother knows me as "the friend who went to anderson". I so badly wanted to smack his head! Is that all I've EVER gonna be known as to some people?! I have a feeling, he'll spill everything to his mum later. *rolls eyes*

His brothers are one helluva bunch - one 2nd in cohort and the other a HCI kid. If I were in his shoes, I think I would have just shrivelled up and lead the life of a hermit. (wait, that's MY soon to be future...)

Anyways, he hasn't changed much; he just lost his annoyingly high pitched voice AND he finally wears specs without objection. Oh, the days when he would argue with Mrs Neo that he could see the board (despite his squinting). He still has a serious case of hero-worship, still talks in riddles and so on. At least he's more subdued.

I wonder how he sees me now. Hmm...oh heck, I don't really give a damn.

Now I yearn to get back to some people and smack their heads literally.

*SMACKS!*

2006-11-03T05:29:00.000-08:00

I've not been updating my blog for so long; heck I've not caught up with the world at all; I have no idea when the results of the American Senate votes will be out (or has it started). As much as I want to see a Democrat win, I'm fairly sure the results will come out with some shocks of its own. As usual.

S'pore's latest MPs have just gone through their first parlimentary session (or something of that sort). As much as I want to get all excited and everything, I actually feel detached, instead feeling a bit of the excitement of the American politics. Perhaps I've been weaned on too much of the so called glamour of politics? Hmm...

Anyways, thank the rain for the haze situation is so much better now that I think it's time to get rid of the PSI rating. It's not like the El Nino will strike so soon - I'll take one year at a time, thank you very much.

So yes, back to my very mundane life.

Of late, it seems the blues have returned for their short vacation (or so I hope). I'm trying to look at the bright side of things but sometimes it doesn't work and all I want to do is just to sleep. Mayhaps it's just the fact that the rain makes me feel all wistful and gets me into an unexplicable mood? Still, I've written some crap; more bullshit than in the past few months. But my story is at a standstill.

The worse bit is the fact that I've completely forgotten about NaNoWriMo. Sure, it's already november but I have barely enough time to juice my brains out to produce a tome of 10 000 words or more.

On top of that, I've been feeling drained of late; like my energy's sapping; leaching into the earth. Ya right. Another classic example of me being an utter bullshit producer.

Life now?

I think I need to get a new one off Ebay.

2006-10-30T22:28:00.000-08:00

Terribly sorry for not updating earlier. anyways, just came back from having lunch with jumx. It was crazy since we were like on opposite ends of this tiny island. i had a bloody long 4 hours break so I contacted her for lunch! At first we wanted to go to Swensons but it was a wee bit too far. So we ended up at Bugis!

Had lemon chicken and chee kwee. Goodness, I haven't had em in YEARS! It was great catching up; kind of like to make up for the missed opportunity during the openhouse. Hearing about some people's results were rather heartbreaking. Can't help it if I feel bad for them. Nevermind ya? There's next year! JIA YU!

Now I'm back in school.

Now, the updates from weekend. Let's see...this year's visiting with the entire family wasn't all that great. It was rather frustrating at times since we didn't have a plan. ARGH. At first, we had decided to miss certain houses but in the end, we went to them. Overall, I managed to get around $250 for the first week. Haiz...The perils of being old.

Gotta end it here. :)

2006-10-25T02:08:00.000-07:00

Firstly, I'm now unofficially 18! Thanks to jumx and shidah for remembering!

Now, this year's raya was rather subdued compared to the previous ones. Could it be because of the impeding exams? I'm not sure. I still have the spirit in me though; albeit it's dampened. Did last minute shopping when I realised I couldn't fit into my old ones. Yes, I admit, I'm just too lazy to buy new ones annually. But you know what's shocking? The night of raya (essentially last day of the bazaar), you know how much prices dropped?!

125 kebaya for a MERE 25! Fucking cheap! Can you imagine the prices of other things then?! ARGH...next year perhaps?

Day 1's collection is continuing the downward trend. Haiz...oh well. Gotta get used to it. In my opinion however, the worst bit was the fact that we ended TERRIBLY early! We used to go out until at least 11pm. This year, we actually came back at the ridiculous time of 8.30!

At least my awesomely bad craving for curry and serondeng and sambal sotong have subsized. Okay, I still yearn for them a bit but it's not as bad as the night of raya!

Now, on to today. The instructor/lecturer/coach guy was v nice. Learnt how to serve for badminton BUT you know how I'm terribly not inclined to sport...couldn't even hit straight. And missed so many shuttlecocks. haha. Oh well. At least it was fun!

What I dislike however was what occured after our game. Loy, Dan, PC and I played a short game after class. Anyways, went to the male toilets/shower rooms...God. I don't know how to survive NS if I can't even look at a normal guy undressed. Bleh. It's just so...gross? Whatever. Art is one thing, real life is a completely different matter! *shudders*

I'm SO thankful that I had a racket with me to block such disturbing views and the toilet's layout is such that it has some hidden places.

Went for CATS after freshing up. It was strangely rather fun. You know what's the best part? My group discussed about one of my favourite pet topics- GLTB! Whee!!! For the first time, I wasn't just the one supporter! We were equalled by the usual anti ppl who can't seem to understand but nevermind. Then found out that this guy is actually Indian although he looks SO malay! Haha. Guess one can't judge anymore.

Did my Digital Graphics Application homework. I LOVED how easy part II was. I did it in ten flat! But I had a problem with part I. After a while, I just couldn't be bothered. Oh wells. As long as I pass. (and make my inner perfectionist bitch scream and torment for a couple of weeks? Hmm...)

Just downloaded Beethoven's Pathetique Sonata, which I've been looking for such a goddamn long time!

2006-10-20T14:23:00.000-07:00

Can't believe I was absolutely shagged yesterday i was dead by 9. (Could be earlier for all I know - lost all sense of time!)

Anyways, to update, on Wednesday I had this module called Sports and Wellness. Essentially PE. Bleh. Firstly, confession time! I've skipped some PE lessons by staying in class...okay, I did it like twice. Which was very, very unbecoming and bad due to my post. If not, I would have been at the bball courts, gossipping and watching the guys kick a ball around with Xiang Wang, Wenfeng, Linh, Tran, Jacintha and Farhana. Goodness, I miss those times...

I'm digressing - for this module, we had to choose a sport. Since space was limited, I'm rather thankful I managed to score a seat in badminton. I would have just shrivelled up and died if I got into soccer or basketball by default. You know what's strange? That basketball was the most unpopular sport. I thought it was a popular sport but I guess wrong. You should have seen it! Three entire rows, fully dedicated for basketball empty and all the other seats filled with people mulling around, desperate to find a seat.

Had this module called CATS. I'm uncertain if it has some of its roots in IPW. I hope it goes well though - I dread a repeat of brainwashing. Oh yes, to those unlucky p6 in my pri sch, I bid you all the best and pray that you get out with your brain intact.

Thursday was just hilarious. Had an ultra dry lecture concerning plant maintance (which has little to do with plant TAXONOMY). Then followed Loy, Minyi, (who have thus attained sisterhood! Bwahaha. Two more to add to my list of...wait. How many do I have now? Can't be bothered to count now. Too early to think - it's 5.30!) and Charlie's Angels. (Alisa, Clara and Jaclyn) to Holland V. Managed to hold a very colourful discussion. Hehe.

Took a cab to Botanic Gardens because we couldn't find the bus stop. To make matters worse, we found ourselves hopelessly lost at the Gardens! *facepalms* Sanity was thrown out the window as we tried to find the damn school of horticulture. Come on, don't we need signs too?
We were sweating profusely, our legs ached, (my tummy rumbled) and the sun was just being evil to us. I swore I was about to collapse. In the end, we just waited for the class to get us. (All the time, I was of course, panicky; we were late like no tomorrow after all) Thankfully it's the last Thursday during the fasting month. One more similar day and I would have been in a comatose state.

Yesterday was perhaps, the worse lessons ever - computer lessons! Sure, I adore comp lessons, particularly when Mr Chua was teaching but now...argh. I just can't stand the roly poly guy who doesn't seem to have a strand of kindness within; shall not elaborate further. Perhaps, I'll tell you face to face but hey, I may have forgotten all about it. Anyways, toyed around with Adobe Illustrator and MS Word/Excel. I like using Adobe Illustrator but come on, his pace was rather slow; okay, slow was an understatement. MS however was rather perplexing. Who in the world would use MailMerge in real life? Not me for sure. Still, useful skill to pick up. Now I just pray Amirul can find his CD and contact me before Wed.

After lessons, headed to PS. It was a blast with Loy and Minyi! Went to Daizo and this new shop (which I totally adore). It sells papers! (That looked so retarded! but it's true.) Loy left to meet his friend at Tampines so Minyi and I went to some other shops. I saw The End (the last book in A series of unfortunate events) and I freaked on the inside. I read a few pages but it just didn't made sense to me. And of course, read parts of Jason Hahn's book; he's my favourite columnist for 8days. I loved it so much, I think I'm gonna buy it. But only after I finish reading my borrowed books. (Currently, I'm 3/4 way done with Die Leiden des jungen Werther otherwise translated as The Sorrows of Young Werther)

Headed to Carrefour after John Little and Marks and Spencer. I guess my sense of direction was ueber bad - I didn't find the escalator heading downwards until Minyi asked someone.

It was just hilarious as we played with the hats and masks. And Minyi scared a passing customer just by turning her head! The grotesque masks were really freaky...can't help it but I kept thinking of RL Stein's story about the Haunted Mask. It was about a mask that would assimilate itself to you. I was so relieved each time the masks came off. I know, dumb Khairul but hey, can't help if imagination takes its hold on you.

Since today is the festival of lights, I wish EVERYONE

HAPPY DEEPAVALLI!

And no, I won't post pictures Gerome. I have no idea how you came here but yeah. I'm a writer, not a photog! Though I wish I was...

2006-10-17T06:05:00.000-07:00

I am so thankful that classes were cancelled today. I woke up at noon today in a groggy state of mind.

Did some more cleaning but my room is STILL one humongous mess. Come on, what'd you expect? Of course, I got so tired just repairing my swivel chair (okay, so I just glued the fabrics that were coming off) that I feel asleep until just recently.

More cases of illegal downloading have emerged. Damn it. I can't wait until I'm old and rich enough to leave here for good. It's just that Singapore is getting too authoratative for me. Too much rules and regulations. Sure, security wise, it's been likened to the Geneva of the East but come on, I wouldn't want to trade freedom of speech and some basic human rights for that. If you're still scratching your head, trying to figure out which human right is being curtailed, look no further than an arcane and ancient law inherited from the Brits. The freedom of sexuality.

Oh yes, so I'm digressing. Back to the issue. Stop using Limewire, gnutella, Donkey, Imesh, Kazaa or whatever 3rd party programmes. At least, not for the time being. It's too risky. But then again, download if you want to. It's your choice ultimately.

We are now living in a very tumulous and troubling times. I was rather shaken by NKorea's possible declaration of war a few days back during the UN summit. It's not a thought I would like to entertain but I have a feeling it's something that will be occuring more often as times go by. While I like that apathy is decreasing, it seems strange but I yearn for those days of being sheltered from the world, the days when all most people care about were more superficial things like sales in some departmental store or something.

And I pray Indon fires die soon. I can't stand it already. If tomorrow I have to run or something, I won't. I'll WALK with a facemask on if needed.

2006-10-16T09:26:00.000-07:00

Holidays are officially over; no more mulling around, trying to figure out how to spend one's time - everything's taken care of. This semester is definitely more packed than the first.

Today, had Chemistry early in the morning. Chemistry...ah...MC. All the memories, both good and bad. Remember being kicked out of the chem lab for that water fight? Hehe.

Oh yes. Anyways, it was terribly embarassing to note that in a span of less than a year, I have indeed returned almost everything back to my educators. I totally forgot definitions (which I remember cramming into my brain late into the night daily) etc. *facepalms* Don't kill me okay Bryan? At least I can recall what to do for titrations! But calculations, heh, I think if I didn't have to use multiplication in my life, I wouldn't even have remembered my 1X timetable!

Anywho, the class gained two new members. Technically, they share one or two classes. One of them is this nice girl with a unique English name; Ebellia. (Is that how one spells it?) Upon hearing the stories, it feels like I'm perpetually stuck in some loop- AND Sec 3 & 4. Seriously, the whole fun versus serious issue.

Was made into the new class rep. Why is it that it seems like I get such roles without volunteering? Whatever. Let's pray I stay strong. *rolls eyes*

Gardening wasn't what I expected. Who am I kidding? Got my hands dirty (check), touching soil (check), butchering plants (triple check!) As much as I find it rather vile to touch bare soil without a glove, it was actually kind of fun. Hilarity ensures when our soil started to resemble pieces of faecal matter.

Still, I guess just catching up and discussing one of my guilty pleasures in life is the highlight of the return to poly. (Sounds likes some C grade horror movie flop with terrible lines and a senseless plot).

I hate the long 4 hr breaks. It's too much of a stretch for me. Thankfully, we went to IMM. It was fun I guess. Especially since there was someone to "torment". *cackles* Can't help it if I'm a wee bit inquisitive. Okay, I lie. I'm kaypoh. PERIOD.

I'm guessing everyone was bushed after the whole day. I was too! Had a splitting headache on top of that. I'm so thankful that the panadol was invented! If I had to boil the bark of the willow tree to get my paracetamol, I would have just cracked my head open with a cleaver.

The final episode of Grey's Anatomy was beyond words. And it was my 2nd time watching it. And I actually didn't cry! Perhaps, it was because I was already prepared for it. They recommend 1L of tears, a real tearjerker. (Double entredre)

The best bit of school? When your lecture AND practical is cancelled. Yup, you read right. I'm not pulling thee legs. It's for the 17th only but at least it's a well needed break.

I NEED to start perusing my books ASAP. But I'm sleepy...can always do it later.

2006-10-14T08:29:00.000-07:00

Firstly, my deepest and sincerest apologies to the following people: anyone whom I didn't get a chance to meet like Jumaiyah and Bryan. If only all the JCs were close by...oh well.

Started with Vj, proceeded by Aj and Cj. After that, it was a lost cause. And I bloody left early! And I only got a gdie bag at Vj! :( Missed out on Aj's magazines. Haha.

Vj was fun as usual; party central more like it. Smashing swordfight though. And Shiyun, loved the map. God, I missed my ex- classmates so much! Xiang Wang was so cool! Tran daoed me though. And Shidah was my gracious host. Needless to say, I had a great time.

Aj was more of a reunion than anything else. Met Badarina (whom I've lost contact after sec 3), Ching Yee (congrats girl! and happy early bdae!) and drum roll...Sandhya! God, I totally didn't expect her! I don't know if I left a bad impression though. Oh well. At least met Jules, Nizar, Suren, Nike, Huddy, Jeya, Marc, Dean, Rosie, Wei yee and a couple of others. Wanted so desperately to meet Yee Wee. Haven't met him in ages. (By that I mean since P6) I want to see his new hair, his newish persona...well, everything I guess. Damn it. I pray I can meet him by next year.

Headed to Cj. Goodness. I'm rather thankful I didn't select it! And Sean kinda freaked me out. Haha. In his words, "You're probably wondering why I'm all propaganda shit right? Because I am propaganda shit!"

Met my dear Regina. Of course, plenty of catching up to do. And met Bern who's like my new idol. Cool lass. Found out about ppl like Baizura, Katie etc. Then met EK! The other main draw was supposed to be Kenny but the guy left. Hmpf.

Headed home after that. I was too bushed to head to NJ or SA. (So apologies once again).

And everyone sends everyone their love. (There. So much easier no?)

I hope I can meet the rest one way or another soon.

Oh yes. My dad told his friend that I'm a HLM student. Now I've got a potential job offer as soon as I graduate. It feels kinda weird though...

Anyways, headed to Geylang after a birthday celebration (twas my cousin's). Goodness; it was sheer madness; headache inducing! Cathartica (vomit inducing) too...I just hated the entire trip. I was extremely dizzy and close to fainting by the time we decided it was time to leave. And we barely saw the whole place. Given the chance, I would like to go again but only when the crowd size is similar to Orchard's size during off-peak hours. Best bit? We only bought water. YUP! JUST WATER which we could have bought off the shelves at your friendly neighbourhood Mamak shop or at a convinience store like Cheers and 7 Eleven.

I'm just dead tired now. I have not done a single thing to prepare for tmr's possible test nor for Mon.

My eyelids are getting heavier by the minute; I'm forcing myself to stay awake to end this entry.

Okay Morpheus! Come and get me!

2006-10-13T08:47:00.000-07:00

Today was the day I FINALLY went down to Sim Lim to do some budgeting. It's something I should have done a long long time ago...damn procrastination for being my buddy.

Anyways, headed down to HC to see some people. Sure, I didn't get a damn goodie bag (I'm SO not upset...ok, just an itsy-bitsy bit) but hell, es war wuenderbar! Endlich, I got to see Siowyi after SO LONG! God, I missed her a whole lot. (Like I miss the rest of you people)

I think I squealled when I saw her. Or was I shrieking? I'm not sure but she has changed a lot! She seems so different; most likely due to her new hairstyle. She looked so mature! Met Melissa after so long! And she was sitting pretty like a doll! And Zhi Kai just totally shocked me. I didn't even spot him! And his crew cut hair was so...let's put it this way. I'm just not used to seeing people with very drastic hairstyles. Kind of obvious huh?
But the real 'adventure' started prior to reaching HC. I got off at the wrong bus-stop; thus I had to walk the entire stretch to reach the front gate. Ueber tiring!

Wanted to head to NY after that but didn't manage to because of time constraints. Then the bus bloody broke down; it stalled for a good five min or so. Thus, I didn't get to see Phyllis, Karmun and the rest.

Better start planning my routes for tomorrow. Can't wait to meet Jumx, Shidah, Shiyun, Jules, Bryan, Seela, Zhi Kai etc...LONG List.

Btw, when school starts on Mon, I'll be rotting frm 11 to 1 and frm 2 to 4. That'll be some 4 hours? Can't lug ard my laptop. Will be having gardening so I pray I can find a good book. Talking about gardening, I can't believe I have to get a hat for it! Can't caps suffice? Bleh. I'm thankful I read my emails before I wanted to buff my nails. I don't want to waste my efforts so yeah. Thank the heavens for having a bit of uncommon sense! (You can't call it common sense no more; people are getting sillier each day, it's darn ridiculous!)

Aufwiedersehen!

Oh, oh. Chris Botti is coming to Singapore! All hail the sexy, ultra hot, trumpetter! Orgasm of the auditory senses might be expensive though. Should I?

2006-10-12T09:10:00.000-07:00

Looking back at my previous entry, some of you may think I'm on some mind addling drug or something; I wish! (Prozac would be helpful at times when the dark cloud looms like a overbearing shadow that blankets the lights)

Hours ago, I did my final bit of volunteering at my pri sch. Conflicting emotions arise as a result- i'm glad that I've done my part but guilty that I'm leaving halfway during the testings. Seriously, knowing that some of them have still not managed to master their letter sounds is incredibly worrying. Will they grow up and be a bane to society? I wonder why then some parents just can't bother to do something for their child's education; perhaps by bringing them to special school if need be, read to them (it's beneficial!). While I'm not pinpointing anyone, I know that this is true; it's practically a global disease along with homophobia, xenophobia, poverty, corruption and what have you. I hope that they will do fine.

Oh yes, I totally have to put this down lest my inner bimbo strangles me and dominates for a month. There was this awesome eyecandy on the bus on the way to school. I never knew baby blue could make one look so sweet! What? I'm on a shoestring budget! (If the person's decent looking, it ain't half bad...kinky slash! haha. Listen to me: Slash is good! :P)

So back to more sane, less idiotic discussions. The whole issue with illegal downloads has made me a bit skeptical, okay...truthfully, it feels so Big Brotherish. How in the world do they track down who downloads what files? If what some say it's true, then if even small fry are caught, does that mean that someone is looking into what we download? (All you closet porn addicts watch out you hear!) How does the R-I-something-something (Seriously, Singapore and its obsessions with acronyms) know which files are music files and which are not? Do they track down dlers who use the conventional ways of using bittorrents or 3rd party software (often filled with plenty of spy and ad wares) like Imesh or Kazaa OR do they track down who downloads what from upload sites like megaupload etc? It's a question that's bugging me incessantly for the past few days. Perhaps I'm being unnecessarily paranoid but come on, think about it. It's kind of like having a stalker. Creepy. (and at the same time flattering)

And back to the all important politics. I'm worried about the increasing Islamophobia in Europe. For those of you who are clearly apathetic, here's the gist of it. Veils may be disallowed because it's a "physical barrier". *rolls eyes*. Seriously, I used to support the idea until I realised that it's a choice. A BLOODY DAMN choice. If Christians can choose to wear or not to wear the cross, then why should a muslim not be allowed to wear a veil? Perhaps she feels more safer behind it?
Who are we to say that we should ban this and that just because we fear the unknown? What next after the veils? The turbans? In an apocalyptic post-911 world, the global community must rally behind the idea of multiculturalism and acceptance. We must make an effort to understand one another and accept that we are all the same beneath our skin. Look past the largest organ and you'll see the same thing underneath. Red blood. No one has white, black, rainbow blood or whatever alternative blood colour right? (With the exception of bizarre medical mysteries) While I understand that we need to prepare ourselves in case of another case of terrorism, we should realise that they are actually laughing thier asses off at the world scaring itself. The more we argue, fight, the more ammunition they have to falsify their claims for the need of a war.

And in a tit for tat for tit incident, the Danes have once again angered the Muslim world. While I disagree with their actions, I am even more ashamed of what some Muslims are doing; throwing Molotovs and stones, rioting and what have you. If we want to present a respectable, positive image to the world (of imminent importance in today's troubled times), shouldn't we be doing the correct thing by condemning whatever acts and have an open discussion about it? And it applies to ALL people. If we disagree on anything, shouldn't we instead be talking about it instead of being apathetic or worse taking "revenge"?

How long more must history repeat itself for us to KNOW that sometimes, by not fighting, it's the bravest and strongest action we can take? That an eye for an eye would only make the world go blind? We've been championing, chanting the world peace mantra that it's practically made a ridicule. Yet, all of us yearn for that day when we can live together in peace and harmony; in a state of near utopia. (Utopia can NEVER exist due to different people's view of it)
So why the hell are we taking such counterproductive actions?

Goodness. Give peave a chance. Don't just sing it. Embrace the message.

Stop this whole fucking war. I'm just sick of it.

2006-10-11T02:28:00.000-07:00

Goodness, for the past few days, it seems as though the realm of fantasy and reality have merged; the lines between them have blurred. I don't know if I'm going crazy but lately, I can't even tell reality from a dream. Everything is so confusing now.

I've been wanting so long to write a nice little entry on PDRK (North Korea) and the bloody nuclear bombs but I guess I have to postpone that. I am NOT functioning on my normal level when fasting. I'm betting I'm gonna fall ill some time soon. Bugger.

Shall end of here for the time being until I feel better to write. Btw, I actually bought two shirts when I swore I won't buy a damn thing. Damn sales. Now I have an itch to go to town and buy this cute pair of sandles, some pants and most importantly shoes! I have no idea how many shoes I have now. They all start to look the same after a while.

2006-10-07T06:33:00.000-07:00

Is there a 12 steps programme for television shows (or to be more precise, telly dramas)?

I just spent about a week watching Goong, (princess hours, palace or imperial household, whichever you prefer). Now my eyes are hurting so bad, I can't use my specs to see the computer screen. (It burns...it burns...ARgh...my eyes!)

With the impending festive occasion round the corner, the house is in a flurry of activity. Ok, so it's just my father and my mum. I swear my father has rather eclectic taste in home decor. Who else would have thought of painting the storeroom door red? (still incomplete and looking more and more likea bloody barn door the more I stare at it) And who would paint the sewage pipes bright yellow?! (I've been avoiding the restroom solely for this reason but I don't think I can last much longer).

Before I proceed on my very short diatribe concerning the freedom of speech issue in the blogsphere, here's a friendly reminder. Start whipping out those face masks. The haze is expected to stay for a coupel of days more. *sniffles* Yes, I'm gettingaffected by it.

Of late, there have been many issues concerning the legalities in the blogspbere. Govts, companies, even schools are worried about the misuse of blogs.

Firstly, people who wish to slam others should do so discreetly OR putting the entry under private view. There is no need to smear someone else's name in your online diary. Sometimes, people just need to share sensitive information with friends over the blogs. If so, may I suggest moving to livejournal.com and use its friends only option? Yes, you can even select which friends can view your posts if it's THAT sensitive a post. I know I did.

But that isn't the issue at hand. What I am also very concerned about is that in using words, some have forgotten that one can't fully convey sarcasm online. Even if you put it in italics, some buffons will still take it at face value. Remember the Mr Brown saga?

I can't believe I'm doing this but I'm just gonna get straight to the point. Just watch what you write and you'll be safe.

Now, for another matter at hand. Remember to mark down the calendars for the upcoming Chingay to watch a dozen MPs ridicule themselves by being who they aren't. I understand that political parties want fresh blood but this isn't the way to go. Be who you are and you'll be able to connect to some of us. Admittedly, you can't connect to everyone but with a dozen MPs with varying influences, you'll be able to attract diff types no? I don't get why the whole world suddenly seems to want to appeal to the youth of today by holding gimmicks and such. You know what's worse? They keep thinking hip-hop is SO in with youths. Sure, it is for some youths but not all of us honey. I for one dislike hip hop...some would say I detest it. Ok, I totally forgot what I was about to write. It's been happening rather frequently of late. Perhaps it is due to watching Goong for too long. I'm even dreaming of new plots.

I can't wait for next week. I'm still charting my paths though. Haiz...wonder if I can make it to all the JCs that I want to visit. Oh well, to all promos survivors, congrats once again!

2006-10-05T09:26:00.001-07:00

I'm feeling all Zen-like and calm after writing the latest chapter of my baby which hasn't gone through stage two though (further editting). I pray this feeling of inner peace will last for some time; I'm not sure if addictive is the word but it is a satisfying feeling.

For the past few days, I've been doing absolutely nothing. I've tried to compensate for it by forcing myself to memorise this list for plant taxonomy but it ain't working. Seriously, I think I'm just gonna let things slide for now. That reminds me, I need to get my chem book out for quick revision. Bleh. Promos are over (Congrats to the thousands of promos survivors) but my sch term is starting. (SP on the otherhand has started some time ago or something.)

Today, I came early to help out at the school lib. Gosh, I just miss the general atmosphere: serene and quiet (at least until the children arrive). I can't help but wonder why some of the older ones don't seem to get the "This is a library" message into their head- they were practically playing hide and seek! I was rather mad but thankfully, they were in for only 20 mins or so. Spent most of the time, shelving books. Ah, I can't help but gush about the satisfaction of arranging the books. Sounds like I'm turning into an OCD sufferer huh?
Oh well.

I'm just gonna end of here before I start to ramble about some utter rubbish. Wait...oh yes, look for the next entry. I promise to write something about libel suits in the blogsphere. Just not now. I'm wayyy too drowsy from lack of sleep.

Tschus!

2006-10-05T09:26:00.000-07:00

2006-10-01T20:11:00.000-07:00

The academia life will soon start rolling. October is here and I've barely touched my notes. I pray hard that the meeting is held this sat. Therefore, I can make it next Sat for jc hoppin! Bwahaha. Ok, I'm being nuts, partly because I've been watching Goong (princess hours) lately.

I can't help but bemoan the many ill timed events that will soon be held - Hari Raya. I was barely able to maintain my composure when I found out that Chris Botti, one of the 50 sexiest people according to some gossip rag, would be performing a one night stand in Singapore.

First, Buble, then Jamie and now Botti?! Am I cursed to not be able to listen to them live?

Seriously, Chris Botti's mastery of the trumpets is orgasmic inducing. Let's just say I melted listening to his uber sexy, romantic rendition of one of my all time favourites, When I fall in love. (The damn CD isn't even in Singapore. Thank god for the internet) But place Botti and Buble...oh, my ears yearn to savour that delight live.

As the holidays draw closer to the end, I've realised that I've not accomplished some of my goals. Like seeing all of Dali's works, (I only saw two) writing one chapter/poem a week, going to the zoo, having lunch with Jules, etc.

I have to force myself to look on the bright side of things - at least I've got 18 reviews for my story, meet my best friend. Oh well.

I detest it when I'm forced to sleep at 12. It's frickin early. It's no wonder I'm stuck and still suck at writing.

I've realised most of my posts of late have not contained any posts on the world at large, other than a passing remark about Thailand. So I'll just write a few of my thoughts down.

I'm a wee bit disappointed when the new Thai PM was the retired gen. Like I said, a long while ago, it's getting eeriely familiar. Oh god. I wonder how Nat is doing in Philippines. With the storm and all, I hope she's okay.

2006-09-29T20:53:00.000-07:00

Yesterday, Children's Day celebrations were held. I was tasked to hand out yakult and files. I can still remember the ice cold water...the numbness of it all. It affected me in such a way that I wasn't able to type properly at all; missing out letters and all. Thankfully, such agonising numbness rarely persist. I would say that yesterday, I received a rather meaningful gift - to have a conversation with my Malay teacher. He taught me from p4 onwards and he has indeed helped to mould me a wee bit. Ok, I'm crapping. I won't even be able to pinpoint in what ways he has affected me but he sure has made an impact in my life.

He actually came in to escape the stifling heat outside. After guiding a child to narrate, we talked. And it's strange but somehow it seems like he know me better than most people. He knows where my interest lies, knows where my strengths are etc. Naturally, the topic was the path I took. It was a chance to just tell. He, like countless others, admitted he was shocked over my decision to take horti. I wonder, if I had indeed called him, would I have stayed? I know it's useless to think about the what ifs but it's a bit of a habit. Until today, I'm still thinking whether I should have gone against my mother's decision and go into RI. But then again, if I had done so, I wouldn't have met my sisters nor my brothers nor...oh what the heck.

He was able to understand me on levels that not many can grasp. Hearing about his nephew was akin to listening to a what if story of my life. But anyways, he came to a conclusion that I myself can't admit. As I listened, it dawned on me that it was indeed the truth. I've been feeling displaced, disoriented, like a sailor lost at sea, stranded on an island.

So yes, it was indeed nice to just talk, and let my thoughts stew. I haven't been doing my reflections (which WAS one of my goals for this year). Anyways, he gave me some advise and left me feeling somehow enlightened. Weird, I know. But it's the closest word I have for now.

Of course, later, we talked again and I found out that he took the path I once considered. (and still am). I just find it rather surprising that he's an English & Lit major and he's teaching Malay. I had always thought he took up Malay lit or something but nope. Oh, it was delightful to briefly talk about lit.

I still am undecided over the next step but one thing's for sure. I'm gonna get myself an A cert and take the SAT papers. All in due time of course.

I wonder why some people hold such deep seated animousity towards modern literature. Can't they realise that literature is not just about reading a book? That its very essense is of human nature itself? I don't understand why books, authors need to be banned. At the very least, can't the book only exist as a copy in the restricted section? And holy hell, I almost burst out loud when I found out that 12th Night was once banned, along with Black Beauty, The Giver and an assortement of other books. Sure, Sades De Marqui's graphic, oversexualised works are a tad disturbing but they shouldn't be restricted. Oh well. Thank heavens for the Internet. Here's to hoping we can recreate the modern Library of Alexandria!

2006-09-26T07:36:00.000-07:00

Today was a day filled with excitement...not. Seriously, I rushed to school in record time (and paying a hefty price) to make it for the learning journey (which I was asked to go rather last min but it was ok)

Anyways, the visit was to the Kids Farm in Pasir Ris Farmway 1. It's located in an offbeaten, rather secluded place- where I used to buy my fishes from. It was rather tiring taking care of the class. Doesn't help that the class has a reputation.

I filmed them in the midst of 'longkang fishing'. To say that I was horrified at the entrance fee was an understatement. In my opinion, it wasn't worth it. Everything was already so clean; I had expected a more putrid smell but it was sorely lacking, particularly for a FARM. I mean come on, part of being on the farm is to experience the acrid smell of animal waste (I can still recall the smell of the Dairy Farm even though I went there when I was a mere K1 kid)

After fishing, they had this math trail. I fathomed the need to pay such an exorbitant fee- I mean come on, the kids could have just gone to the eco garden and do the same thing! Ok, so we no longer have a coop of chicken; nor ducks or a dignified gander, nor a pheasant nor albino mice. But at least we have terrapins, fishes and frogs and rabbits! Good enough for me.

Goodness, I wonder if children nowadays lack Omega 3 oil or something. They misplaced their works, their pencilcases, water bottles. Haiz...I felt like a walking lost and found counter. A price to pay for the free trip? I guess so...

The pet show however was rather interesting...who am I kidding? It was a mini petting zoo; although I finally touched a gerbil. Oh well. Overall, the trip was rather boring, compared to say the LJ to Botanic Gardens.

Sure, the kids enjoyed themselves but I question if they've learnt something. I'm just thankful I didn't manage to get the relief teacher post. haha. Next year perhaps...

2006-09-24T07:04:00.000-07:00

Lately, I've been pondering how long friendships may last. As much as I would like them to last a lifetime, it somehow seems like an unattainable dream. I will forever treasure the friendships we have but it just doesn't feel the same. It's like we're drifting, moving apart. I don't know if it hurts or not; there's this strange awkwardness when we meet, like we're two complete strangers. Try as we might, perhaps, it's time to admit, we no longer are as close as we once were; I barely know you now.

I guess starting on such a heavy note; I doubt writing down the past events will lighten the rather sombre mood now huh? But then again, I'm prone to mood swings so erm yeah. Screw 'em.

Went to town with a friend. Saw two Salvador Dali's works but couldn't find the Opera Gallery to see more works but we did manage to catch the etched glasses exhibition. He tried to persuade me to play pool but to no avail. We headed down to Marks & Spencers where I got this fantastic cookies. Then we had dinner at Delifrance Compass Point. Ok, so I skipped my meal entirely and just heeded straight for dessert.

The next day, went for Alumni meeting. I guess so far it's alright. I'm now an Associate Officer and possibly involved in the newsletter. It's weird that I can somehow feel comfortable with people who are older than me and yet I feel awkward amongst peers my age or younger. Other than my circle of friends, I actually find it tough to be able to relate to them- perhaps it's just one of the quirks that make me unique?

Headed to Geylang in the late afternoon to accompany my aunt, uncle and cousins before we have dinner with my family. Being in Geylang somehow unnerves me. The throngs of people coming in and out make me dizzy and sick. However, I question why I am able to enjoy, heck, I even revel in the Orchard Rd crowds. My cousin speculates that perhaps it's the types of people in the crowd that makes the different and I can't help but agree. I somehow don't feel comfortable mingling amongst a lot of people of my own race. Am I being a racist snob of sorts? Perhaps, I am indeed rejecting Malay as part of my identity. I rarely speak in Malay; I have difficulty expressing myself in my native tongue, much to the chagrin of my father. Bleh.

Today in Madrasah, being the first day of fasting and all, the atmosphere in the classroom was rather subdued- perhaps, the blown out fuse added to the mood. And yet, it slowly picked up. The topic taught today was how to treat visitors. It's a lame topic but hey, I don't mind. It was an eye-opener to know that some people find it offensive to watch tv when they're visiting. But as far as I can recall, when we do visit one another during the festive occasion, more often than not, visitors often converge to watch TV, occasionally speaking to one another. I learnt that some of them wanted more conversations but I question this. How much questions can one ask? I hate those types of forced conversations; I'd rather be silent than contribute a useless point. Other than that, I also learnt that most of my classmates do converse in Malay amongst themselves. I guess I belong to the other camp; the ones who converse heavily in English. Weird huh?

Osama is reported to have died. If so, I can't help but wonder about the repercussions of it. Will terrorism still reign? I guessing it may get more violent as cells split from one another, forming more unstable fractions groups, some more extremist than others. The news have reported that in Iraq, one group just killed many innocent woman and children on the holiest month in the Islamic calender. Such groups often align themselves as Islamic but their actions aren't; barbaric, even animalistic. It's as though all of them are pitting themselves against others to become this century's Nazis.

It's as though humans are on the path of self-destruction. Where the hell have people's moral compasses gone? Where has compassion, kindness, integrity, generousity etc have gone to? Did someone found another Pandora's box and released the contents? We live in a world where people seemingly have no qualms of killing one another based on differences of opinion, let alone colour, religion, sexuality etc. When will mankind wake up from their delusions and look at the destruction and chaos they have caused and will they realise that they're hurting one another, producing dangerous cycles of violence and intolerance, staining the ground red and black? Will they realise that as they are fighting, they are killing not just themselves but the world? This world is NOT ours. We're just taking care of it for the future generations. But if we continue this persistent shit, then will there even be anything left to stand on for the next generation?

Give peace a chance. (Now that Osama is gone, I pray that Bush will stop too.)

I wonder who will win the next elections...haiz...

Btw, did anyone watch Bridging Minds? Although I liked the new format, I can't help but wonder what happened to the debators of the top schools in Singapore? Did they not participate? It was rather embarassing to see that Brunei representatives were more articulate, more fluent and generally better than us.

And the IMF has officially ended and the prostitution is over. I can't help but imagine Singapore as this desperate woman who has put on excessive powdery make-up and dumped an entire bottle of perfume over her, dressed in the most extravagant haute couture clothes that looks plain tacky just to impress her visitors from afar. She smiles a tad too forcefully; itching for money. And now that her clients, I mean visitors have left, she's returned back to being the wallpaper that she is in the office, working diligently, with nary a smile. The rigid, stiff lipped woman is back, dressed in her usual grey pant suit, now working furiously away in the office. And no one notices her.

2006-09-20T08:49:00.000-07:00

Pardon the excessive bimbotic speech but I NEED to get it out of my system.

like, totally omg. Did you totally see Project runway? Oh gawd...the clothes! Oh, they were oh so beautiful! Fantabulous! Oh, did you like see that all black collection? Whimpering for more! Like oh my god, i SO can't wait. Oh, oh, did you like totally see that effin hot menswear designer? Oh...oh...I can't wait. Like totally!

Ok, so translated and editted:

Did anyone catch the premiere of Project Runway Season 3? I admit I was flipping channels between Miami & PR. Can't help it. Needed my fix of CSI now that NY and LV have ended. Anyways, I was enthralled looking at some of the beautiful collections by the aspiring contestants. Not all were exquisite but hey, I saw enough pretty clothes to make me want to rob a bank and buy new clothes.

Wait...isn't it better to just rob a fashion store? *looks around* Ok, the fashion store it is.*

I can't help it; Taureans love pretty things aka we're your materialistic sign. But we work/save for it so don't you call me a brat. I ain't got enough moolah to even get me to U for crying out loud. I'm digressing.

Back to the main issue. There were a couple of contestants that set my gaydar on fire. And others that just confused me. Damn metrosexuality - they're all starting to look the same to me. Heh. Still, people enjoy the eye candies!

Oh ya, there was this gorgeous black collection. If I were a woman and rich, I would've made the guy my personal fashion slave, i mean designer. But there was this michael guy who made this HOT menswear. I swore I almost got a mental orgasm just looking at them.

I however, loved the segment where we get reacquainted with all my fav season 1 designers- ok, so just role model Austin and divine Kara Saun. I'm just so happy for them! They're doing so well compared to the fat guy. What's the guy's name again? Hmm...

If Daniel V ever reveals where he shops, can someone PLEASE spread it to me? It's so hard to find clothes that look nice on thin people. Oh woe is me...if I ever model, I'll be kicked out from the runways of Milan for being too skinny! Oh woe is me...*sic*

Ok, so it's darn obvious I'm just crapping. Shall not waste valuable blog space. Has anyone read the news? The whole coup de tate (i can't be bothered to check up the correct spelling) issue in Thailand? Thaksin has proven himself to be more concerned about himself than his country; he actually left for London where he has a private residence there instead of returning home. I just pray that the Thai people get what they need- an able PM in the next two weeks.

However, I'm actually watching it closely; it seems to be reminiscent of pre-Nazi Germany minus the inflation of course. I'm crapping but ain't it obvious? I miss my history lessons. Yes, even the damn essays. And of course I miss the teachers, except one. I guess most ASS ppl should be able to guess who, in particular those who had the teacher for SS and hist. haha.

So yeah, no Bangkok for my sis this year. Damn it, those cheep (diff from cheap, like one rung lower) things aren't within my reach. Kind of amuses me to see the people just casually walk around and pass yellow flowers to the soldiers. If I were to do that last sunday when there were a ton of guys in dark blue uniform, i think i would have been shot or something. But damn them. Tight pants make me want to scream "UNFAIR". I mean come on, i want a tight firm butt but it's like all encompassing. ARGH. I feel fat.

Ok, so yeah, on top of Thailand's current political uprising, there's Taiwan's escalating protest for Chen to step down. Oh and Hungarians are out on the streets. But one of the more worrying news is the fact that Merkel's party seems to be losing to the Neo-Nazis. And please, please I pray HARD America chooses the correct leader this time. I just can't stand Bush. I really can't.
The world is just so darn screwed up now, I'm now actually worried I won't live past 21.

2006-09-16T06:37:00.000-07:00

It's been a rather long ardous week of waiting. And finally I got my results. Admittedly, just waiting for the page to load freaked me out. (Gawd, I REALLY need to relax. I remember before the O level release, I vomitted out of a potent mix of fear, trepidation and what have you). Anyways, I did rather well except in one damn subject I thought I could have scored better in. Oh well. At least I can say I'm a half decent florist- I actually got a B considering the fact that I've screwed plenty of the projects before and often the last to go.

So let's see, I have about 7 days before fasting starts. Strangely, it seems rather short. Oh well. It's that 2nd half of the year; no surprise.

Oh yes, I've been wanting to post about this disturbing(at least to me) hallmark movie, "Good Fences". I haven't had a clue what it was about (since I was channel surfing) but from what I could roughly grasp, an African-American woman wins the lottery and moves into this posh, white surburbia where only one black family lives (Screw being politically correct for the moment- taking too long to type). Anyways, the black father isn't particularly pleased with the black woman moving in next to them (kind of ironic). The black lottery winner

Now I shall come to the disturbing part- it was like looking at a mirror for me. Enough said. Certainly scares me a bit. I can't say more lest I get locked up or something. Damn ISA.

i went grocery shopping yesterday and well, spied upon the new Twisties range of International Flavors. so here's my verdict:
Tandoori chicken flavor is reminiscent of bbq curry; albeit slightly less overpowering. In my opinion, it was like buying a mild version of the latter.

The Salmon teriyaki taste was rather novel. Yes, you can taste the fishiness yet it's not so overbearing that it makes you worry about your breath nor is the taste so mild, you can barely taste it. And yes, the teriyaki taste just complements it. Made me grab for more as I got a hankering for the salmon taste after the first taste just so I could somehow remember it. The taste is rather forgettable but in a good way.

And thus I am on a hunt to find for the other flavours. All you snack inspectors out there; do be wary; it comes at a rather hefty price of S$ 1.65. (Hey, i ain't working you know...)

2006-09-13T00:20:00.000-07:00

This past few days, nothing major has occurred other than my grandmother's maid celebrating her birthday, Me missing John Little Sale (for the um...let' s just say I've missed so many sales for so long, I stopped counting?), having my 100th post *beams* AND updating my stories and poems.

I feel so productive sometimes. Ok, I'm lying. I'm trying to convince myself that I have plenty of things to do when I don't. I want to go about town and see the various newly isntalled Dali works, he's one of my favourite artist BUT there's the issue with me being a back up tutor for my neighbours (they come as and when they feel like it since it's free) AND for my sister. Haiz.

I feel rather restless but the mere thought of stepping out of the house just tires me. Kind of weird huh?

I hope Jules reads this:
WHEN ARE YOU GOING TO CONTACT ME SO WE CAN LUNCH?!

Ok. Time to start writing more. I can't believe I wrote like 3, 4 chapters during the hols! At this rate, I'm finishing with the story as soon as school starts. Which actually is a good thing considering I'll be fasting then.

I've been so free (as apparent as my random babbles above) that I've looked through my pathetic CD/VCD collections. Most, if not all my game CDs are unusable. The VCDs however...
I popped the Boyzone one in. Oh god. I didn't expect to laugh so much watching the videos.

Oh god. The 1990s were a horrific period where people had terrible hair and gaudy clothes. And people listened to such songs! Now I really am starting to feel old. Yikes.

The few highlights have been getting my hands on Michael Buble's It's Time album AND LOTR: Return of the King AND Notebook OST.

If anything interesting happens (which I doubt), I'll blog. If not, well, don't bother visitting because I won't be blogging as regularly as I used to.

By the way, anyone seen Suri Cruise? Goodness. I don't understand why they named her that. It's so reminiscent of "Star Cruise". And she so totally doesn't look like theirs; the babe's rather asian looking. And the release was just too perfectly timed, considering the nutcase got dropped by Paramount.

Ok. I'm seriously loosing it. I better stop. Goodbye!

2006-09-11T00:56:00.000-07:00

For whom the bells toll

Sept 11. Five years ago, this was just another date on the calender. Another day to get back to work, an entire day to plan for. Those in the air rejoiced as some waited to touch homesoil and kiss their loved ones. It's been too long. No one, except a handful knew of the impending doom the world was to face. The entire act committed out of misplaced beliefs took mere minutes- the towers came crashing down one day. And in that moment, the world was changed forever.

Where once the mighty structures stood tall and proud, reaching up to the skies, a symbol of the country's pride and success therein lies a gaping hole. A void, like the ones in the hearts of many. Ground Zero. The resting place of many- their stories left untold. Photos taken have been hidden, collectively concluded to be taboo.

Sept 11. That day the world changed forever. In a couple of hours' time, as we listen to a President, we mark the senseless loss of lives. Shouldn't it have been a day of reckoning? A day of reflection? Yet I look at the world today and I weep. We have barely learnt the lessons we stood to gain that day as thousands continue to stain our Mother red. The preps are still free, spreading their miguided views of jihad, corrupting the minds of impressionable others.

Sept 11 marked the end of the world as we knew it; a world where people saw beyond the colour of our skin, beyond our religion, beyond the names gifted to us. Sept 11 heralded the start of a war with no end in sight.

For whom the bells toll.
My brethen, cease the fights.
Remember the Fallen.
Let not their lives be in vain
They died so we could live
So let's work together
And give peace a chance.

_______________________

Give Peace A Chance by John Lennon.

Two, one two three four
Ev'rybody's talking about
Bagism, Shagism, Dragism, Madism, Ragism, Tagism
This-ism, that-ism, is-m, is-m, is-m.

All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance

C'mon
Ev'rybody's talking about Ministers,
Sinisters, Banisters and canisters
Bishops and Fishops and Rabbis and Pop eyes,
And bye bye, bye byes.

All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance

Let me tell you now
Ev'rybody's talking about
Revolution, evolution, masturbation,
flagellation, regulation, integrations,
meditations, United Nations,
Congratulations.

All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance

Ev'rybody's talking about
John and Yoko, Timmy Leary, Rosemary,
Tommy Smothers, Bobby Dylan, Tommy Cooper,
Derek Taylor, Norman Mailer,
Alan Ginsberg, Hare Krishna,
Hare, Hare Krishna

All we are saying is give peace a chance
All we are saying is give peace a chance

(My 100th post- dedicated to the fallen of Sept 11. May the misguided fools rot in hell.)

2006-09-05T20:09:00.000-07:00

I have been severely neglecting my blog huh? So many things have happened in the span of just a few days that it's a reminder that the train has left the station.

The world was terribly shocked when the death of the famous (or infamous) conservationist, Steve Irwin, the Crocodile Hunter was reported. While some people are staring to realise that this time, it's really the end, (considering that there had been reports a couple of years earlier of him dying as a result of a beetle, etc.), most of the world seemed to reflect on what a great man he was. Considering that he helped to bring the conservation message across to millions, his passing has been likened to Princess Diana's.

Goodbye Steve. You were a great man. I shall miss you. My condolences to Terri, Sue and Ben.
I don't know how one will be able to break the news to Sue and Ben; it's too heart-wrenching in my opinion to tell an 8 and a 3 year old child that their dad is gone. The world has lost a great man but we must remember the message he brought forth: Protect the environment, conserve wildlife.

In other more positive news, Japan has a newborn prince. Congrats. (Although I was hoping that a female could be able to descend the Chrysanthemum Throne)

In the past few days, I have tried to sign up as a relief teacher but I've been facing problems. Now, I've lost the password but I won't give up.

I have been watching the last few minutes of Grey's Anatomy Season 2 repeatedly. It's extremely shocking and sad. I won't spoil it for anyone who hasn't watched it but I must tell you to expect the tears.

I'm now hooked listening to chasing cars by snow patrol, the song that was used for the final episode. It's just beautiful. I can't describe it.

The zoo outing with my classmates was cancelled, much to the chagrin of several people. But I kind of expected it. Thank you 4/4 for teaching me life lessons.

I haven't even touched a book yet. It's horrendous. I'm wittling my time away clicking my mouse every few seconds to play an online game.

Sims 2 Pets is terribly exciting but I won't be able to play it due to my poor graphic cards and my damn corrupted Sims 2 CD.

Oh well. I just pray that my juices will start to flow. It's better to write than to waste time chasing cars...

2006-09-02T06:57:00.000-07:00

Today started out as a day full of misses and later turned to a night of well, tragic comedy, ok, so more me grilling our dear precious ZK. Sorry hun!

Ok, to start things of, I was actually almost late for my meeting in my pri sch. Supposed to meet the principal at nine but the damn bus refused to come. So it turned out to be a very very expensive trip. (ok, so it cost me five bucks. Expensive nonetheless)

Turns out that now I'm an Alumni member (without prior registration- will fill in the form later)
AND possibly an Exco member. Anyways, I learned several new things about my sch. 60 years of history you know...I seriously think that we should set up a heritage room soon. Come on, so many changes have been made from the way registrations were handled; My admission was written manually. This cont. until the batch after me. Proves how dedicated teachers are huh? Then things went online.
To the uniform, like DUH. I've seen the sketch before. Quite cute.
To the sch song.
To the sch's mission and vision.

And I left, feeling like I have indeed played a part of the sch's legacy and now it was time to return back to my roots. So, I appeal to EX- JSPS students, do join the JSPS Alumni. (More info at Jsps webbie)

Anyways, after the discussion (which actually lasted till noon) I headed to Vj for the Family Three Event. Bryan, great job! It was relatively fun but I must say things were a tad expensive.
So in the end, I just stayed at the Concourse, helping Chee Seng, ZhiRong, Jiahao Lee sell Bandung, magnets and shoebags. :) Great fun! Topped off with meeting familiar faces (though names elude me. I'm terrible huh?) AND to just talk and talk with my beloved sis Shiyun! Kuanjie came later with ZK. Waited so long for them!
Then the lucky draw was truly fun! So many misses, particularly one concerning the motorola hp. Oh well, not my luck. I won't try it again lah but if it's for a socially responsible cause, I shall.

Then headed for late lunch with Zk and Shiyun. I will NEVER, EVER play ZK's game of random numbers. We circled the fountain of wealth's shops TWICE, only to end up at KFC. I miss talking with them, ok, so I just miss everyone I've talked to in And. Nostalgia's sake maybe?

Headed off to TOYS R US where we discovered ZK's ability to forget plenty of events in And. He forgot so many teachers and worse of all, his unique and wondrous presents. Haiz...ZK, I shall buy for you fish oil for your bdae ya? :)

Finally headed home. My feets are now aching. Need to apply for relief teaching position even though I know I will get rejected. Btw, 1g03, sept 5, meet at AMK MRT station at 11- We're zoo bound.

2006-08-31T21:37:00.000-07:00

Teachers Day was perhaps one of the well, poignant events of the year. Sure, I got to meet many much loved people but it brought home the point that everyone's at different points in their lives (hopefully having a better time) and well, I must continue on my journey in Life.

Gawd, truly, I missed everyone; it was perhaps made worse when some people chose not to come- considering the fact that any class gathering made would be deemed a failure for lack of a better term. It was one of the few days to meet one another. It was a great time to catch up with one another; it was surprising to note that Nanthini's in Biomed. Well, I guess, it was a greater shock for some that I'm in horticulture. (Me, one of the four who DID NOT take geog for O at all. Yes, I absolutely detest geog but heads over heels in love, in adoration with English Lit.)

Anyways, I do hope to see most of the VJ people on Sat. I shall bring my camera and grab a picture with my sisters and the rest! :)

After seeing some teachers; MC it seems has been sick since last month...hmm...preggers?, Shidah and I went to Banquet at AMK. Waikeat and friend joined us for lunch. Went to Amk lib after walking around; ok, so we intended to disturb Daniel at his workplace but he was on his lunch break. After that, we went our seperate ways.

My apologies to G4c for not attending yesterday's event. I hoped you people had a great time!

So well, I have to prepare for tmr. I have a meeting before I head to Vj!

2006-08-30T05:12:00.000-07:00

The rain is pouring outside. I can hear the raindrops hitting the metal railing, making me appreciate more the beauty of sound. I can smell the wonderful smell of rain that cleanses. And I realise that I'm not ready to die.

Ok, so well, I'm currently in a reflective (moody some say) mood. I just managed to catch Sophie Scholl. Mein Gott. Es war ein schoenes Film aber es traurig war. (wait...I think I just screwed the German grammar)

Anyways, it was about this admirable woman who stood up for her beliefs. The movie starts with this innocent, happy music circa 1940s (liek duh). Then it progressed to more tension-building music that was base heavy. (I'm crapping). While I must applaud the lead actress for her stellar performance, I must say that the cinema's acoustics weren't very good. I could hear strains of the piano and violins in the background (coming from another hall) while the scene was meant to be strictly serious and silent. I loved the powerful shots of the locations; it heightened the sense of trepidation as one is made to witness the horrendous interrogation.

However, while the movie was rather enjoyable, it was marred by this group of young people who kept laughing at inappropriate moments. While I myself do find the moustached police officer amusing, I couldn't help but feel irritated when they laughed during the court proceedings. I would have preferred a more serious attitude. I myself do understand the irony in the court; their denial concerning the military strength and might of Hitler's Army, I don't think the scene warranted laughter. Perhaps it is just me being a bit sensitive or something but I hold the opinion that they should be more quiet. Chuckles are fine but outright guffaws? You're watching the wrong type of show hun. Comedy's someplace else. This is a HISTORIC ACCOUNT OF THE FINAL DAYS OF A WAR HEROINE. So please, observe. Reflect.

Anyways, I squirmed when it was the final scene. I could feel bile rising up my throat.

I know the german war movies almost always end gruesomely; I should have expected it but I still get affected by it.

Are you willing to die for an idea?
Are you willing to die for your opinions?

Despite what Sophie Scholl and countless others have done, are we living in a better world or are we in a similar situation as they did? Still struggling to change the world for a better place for everyone to live in?

I have done enough contemplation for today. I feel somehow at ease now.

2006-08-28T09:03:00.000-07:00

Just finished watching the grand wedding of the year- Siti Nurhaliza's. Kudos to the designers of the hall. However, I must say that the pink gown that she wore for the cake cutting ceremony was a tad obiang. (outdated)

I hated the ruffles and the bustier seemed to have been wrongly sewn or something. Bleh. The silver white kebaya that she wore earlier was miles away in terms of aesthetic beauty. Now THAT was a gown befitting the Princess of Malay Pop.

Anyways, I have realised that I ain't got a life. Ok, I need to go out tomorrow. I mean if I start to even have conversations with myself onscreen (essentially typing out a dialogue), then it's a strong indicator i need to get out.

Still, somehow staying at home has been rather productive- I wrote my first one-shot. Well, technically uploaded my first one-shot. I'm STILL reworking and revising my poem for the competition. Yes, I have decided to join. Screw the copyrights. The poem is essentially mine; I can still view it whenever I want to.

So erm ya. Life is great? Who the hell am I kidding? I'm setting myself for 7 weeks of rotting at home. Ok, make it six.

2006-08-27T21:27:00.000-07:00

Hey, I JUST finished watching "My name is kim sam soon". I'm feeling so mellow right now; like I can melt. Heh.

It's the start of a week, ok, so it's the second day since Sun is supposed to be the first day of the week. Ok, whatever. I'm supposed to do so many things like gettting a haircut, teach, visit the museums etc but I guess my butt is refusing to get off this chair. I'm glued to the screens. I need to get away though.

But I must say that having passed this hurdle, I've gained a sense of peace. I've taken the time to catch up with people like Ritika, Joyce, Nat, Nora, James, Bryan etc. Having talked with Ritika is extremely refreshing. My mind's awakened from its slumber, albeit temporarily. Got to discuss topics that are shall I say, more substantial. Things like US politics to the death penalty. Ah...
Bryan called me out of the blue. It was surprising! Of course, I'm making a date on Sept 2. I will be there. To disturb the people I know and miss like my sisters. :)

So let's see, today's Emmy was shall I say it? Rather humdrum. Maybe it's just me but I still think 24 should have ceded to Grey's Anatomy. Oh well...at the very least the clothes are a major improvement. But I just HATED Fawcett's gown. The two "collars" thingie at the back didn't accentuate the back. Instead, it was such a contrast, it made her look like she had just rushed there and forgotten to zip up. But overall, fine outfits. (Baring in mind, it is the lesser cousin of the Oscars)

I can't wait for the 31. I wonder how everyone's really doing. If you're to read some blogs, it seems they're screwing their lives up. But who knows? Could be an entry that reflected their feeling there and then.

I really need to get out and watch some movies. Ok, so two. Sophie Scholl and The Devil Wears Prada. I know i'm sounding a wee bit desperate but if I do, I won't have enough moolah. Haiz...the perils of being an unemployed.

2006-08-26T00:19:00.000-07:00

So the exams have finally ended. The hydroponics paper was relatively easy but I've learnt my lesson. Never judge a paper until you get the result. you may think it's easy and all but horror of all horrors: you fail; ok, so you didn't get the marks you so badly wanted. I'm a bitter arse, so sue me. You won't get anything except well, my plushies and some books. I sold my magazines to the karung guni recently and it was a bloody rip-off! I got like TEN CENTS! Should have just recycled em instead.

Anyways, after the paper, went to have lunch with Daniel and Loy at Deli. Goodness, I never knew potato gratin was off the menu. I totally splurged man. Sometimes, you just gotta pamper yourself.

I spent the rest of the day doing my nails (trimming them I mean) and watching My Name is Kim Sam Soon. And I'm hooked. For crying out loud, I watched the show from 3 to 10. 7 hours of watching...goodness, new record for me.

I browsed the papers today and saw this interesting competition. Creative writing of course. Organised by SP. I was wondering if I should participate, considering I would be relinquishing all rights to it. My heart will be heavy if I do, but the tangible rewards like a cash prize and the possibility of being published is tipping me to the side. I'm undecided as of yet but I shall post the answer when I do.

Can you believe how productive being on an almost empty NEL train is? I finally finished the plot outline of my story! Now to just get past writing Chap 6 (Which has gone through some twenty or so changes)

Btw, can someone PLEASE sms me and confirm with me when the following events will be:
G4C gathering
6/1 gathering
1g03 gathering.

I hope to see you guys in And. :)

2006-08-21T22:27:00.000-07:00

I thought I would have moved on from the whole freak out thing but I guess I'll never change huh? I actually had a panic attack on the MRT. Thankfully I kept my mouth shut but my heart was pounding like crazy. I was going well...ala Kingshaw from KOC. I kept reading and rereading the stack of paper I had, praying that the information would stick to my head. Somehow or another, I calmed down. Should be around 30 min...

Got to school on time but got lost. How the hell could I have forgotten where block 56 was? I went there weekly for lessons! Then got a bit panicky when there was a question that a classmate and I had diff answers for. Called Saiful. I feel so darn embarassed, like some sort of a goon- I could have asked it yesterday when I met him.

Talking about that, I arranged the meeting only to find out he got the timing mixed up. So I went to study alone first. Then when he came, he didn't even answer my questions! He just said that the papers wouldn't ask for such stuff. Trust me to believe it hook line and sinker. One mark's gone now.

So let's return to today's event. Did the paper and got a bit let down by it at first. Then I realised that the the paper concentrated more on phosphorus and potassium. That was when I freaked out (again). It was a short one but still, I think by the time I get my phD, I'll get admitted to some mental institution for panic attacks.

So erm ya...I calculated the potential marks I've lost and I have bid farewell to 12 marks, of which 2 is confirmed. (Got mixed up with lime and sulphur)

So I think I might have just said goodbye to my first A. It's such a heartbreak. Not as bad as lit O levels; I'm still getting over that. The wound's three-quarters healed.

So where was I?

Oh forget it. I'm gonna study for hydro lest I'm doubly screwed.

2006-08-19T07:57:00.000-07:00

I'm back from Womad in the Heartlands. I was rather apprehensive going with my parents and my little sis. Some might say this stems from a need to rebel, blah blah blah but whatever.

Anyways, actually argued with my mum about the merits of taking mrt versus taking the bus. When i raised the point that we were late (the thing started at 7 and we were still at home at 7.15), I guessed I touched a raw nerve or something. It was so...so...argh. In the end, we took the MRT.

Anyways, arrived to watch the Australians Aborigines act. My goodness, utter beauty. I was enthralled; it was like an anthropological class of sorts. Too bad my cam is a pathetic model. Still, here's a picture. Shall upload the other two some other time. The lag is killing me.

Then it was followed by this African act. It wasn't very interesting. I guess it's just not my thing. So instead we headed to KFC for dinner.

However, we were side-tracked watching this group of people line-dancing. To one of my all time favourite songs (Save the Last Dance) AND it was Michael Buble's rendition! So we stayed to watch. And one dance lead to two then to three. Before we grabbed a quick meal and returned to watch them dance to songs like Ring My Bell, Uptown Girl (Westlife's rendition), Perhaps and many more. It was seriously entertaining to watch them.

Before we headed home, I rushed back to Womad and watched this lady from Rajakstan (or something along those lines) dance. I was momentarily stunned by the twirling. It was beautiful but my favourite act of the night was STILL the Aborigines'. I mean to even tell a story about Boomerangs and share info like the inspiration of the helicopter, it was truly the best.

I can't wait for next year's. I wonder where it will be.

And to all those who are struggling to cram, don't be too stressed. Wait...that sounds so hypocritical considering that I freaked out like three days ago. Bwahahaha.

So erm ya, jia yu?

I'm off to go cram more info for SS in my head. Shall study hydro only after SS papers. Haiz...wish I could cram m0re in my head but I'm afraid that the information will be too jumbled up. I feel like the proverbial dam that's about to burst.

2006-08-17T20:53:00.000-07:00

I just realised I'm like 10 posts away from my 100th post.

Anyways, for the past few days, I've been cramming for soil science. Ok, and failing terribly. TV has been taking a prime slot in my life. From SI2 (xiao di di and xiao mei mei are really something. Deaf I tell ya...) to reruns of Holland V to channel surfing: oh gawd. Couch potato madness!!!

I've just realised how different poly is from sec sch in terms of teaching. I've been perusing the notes and have been unable to find the asnwers for the past year exam papers. (Brings back good ol' memories of the TYS)

It's really independant learning. While i do like the whole study at your own pace etc, it irks me when you can't get answers asap. So now I'm trying my best to get notes on the nitrogen cycles etc.

Oh well. Just a couple of hours left before I move on to hydroponics. I'm gonna skip religious class because I'm not gonna waste my time listening to why casual sex is wrong and stuff like that. Bah humbug.

Still, my mum was telling me yesterday that MOE and MOH will be working together to find out which students are HIV carriers. And the letters will be sent to the student's institution to inform them.

I'm not sure about the legitamacy of the above mentioned but if it's true, all I can say is that all efforts to get the young people tested will go out the window. Seriously, most young people will stop going for checks. I do understand that the govt is trying to curb Hiv infection from spreading but it's the wrong approach.

I say schools should instead adopt a more proactive stand and inform the students about the HIV check up clinics/ centres whatachmacallit. I know there's one in Penang Lane (I have no idea where that is). And the govt needs to make support groups for HIV patients and their families more prominent.

We can't control our youths sexual drives but we can somehow teach them how to practise safe sex. Still, there's nothing that we can do officially for msm until homosexuality is legalised. It's basic human rights! Damn, i can't wait until the old fuddy duddies die then perhaps we can change the world. People need to understand that like LOVE, HIV doesn't discriminate. I'm all for same sex love! Love is love. PERIOD.
( I feel like my old self again!)

Anyways...I'm WAY excited about tmr!

WOMAD in the Heartlands.

Come on down to the open field near Blk 814 (Just step out of hougang mrt/bus interchange. You should be able to see it)

Come down and have a blast.

Best bit?

It's FREE.

So come on and revel!

From 7 to 10 pm.

I sound like some gimmicky dort ya? Anyone wanna join me? *hopeful*

2006-08-13T08:08:00.000-07:00

It sucks to be down with some random ailment. Currently, I'm nursing a terrible sore throat, the occasional sneezing and of course the damn cough. The fever has passed. That ain't the worst bit. Tis' the damned nagging for me to sleep early. Argh.

Seriously, there's a reason why I sleep in the day. It's to be alive at night. I find that the general atmosphere is much better. No mad barkings from the deranged canines, no loud music/ horrendous karaoke etc. Just peace and quiet with the occasional freaky sounds of the common house lizard. The crickets symphony of the night however is strangely familiar and calming. It's the best time to study since the lack of distractions will help one to focus.

However, being sick puts the above mentioned plan in jeopardy.

Anyways, I'm just here to regal any bored soul about my day.

I attended my religious class in spite of my ill health (so not my decision, can't you tell?) where the topic about burial preparations got directed towards sexual health. .

While I liked how the teacher asked us to consider between sexual thirst and life's aspirations, I disliked how it was very one-sided. I guess it's expected; I mean it is religious class after all. I'm just so sick of the whole don't have casual sex discussion. I mean it's ultimately your call. You have the power to decide if you want to proceed or not. Just make sure you're responsible for the outcomes, if any. Who are you to impose your views on others? Wait...scratch that...Unless you're Bush, who are you to restrict one's rights? (If you think I'm in support of him, what are you? Nuts? America will one day wake up and realise that it's no longer the world's big super power but rather reduced to a decaying third world country)

Where was I? Yeah...the only reason why I'm blogging today is because I wish to spread some news of hope.

Ceasefire between Hizbollah and Israel to start as of 14 August 2006, 0500 hrs Greenwich Mean Time (S'pore 1pm). Thank heavens. One month of skirmishes and bombings and what have you; and all for the release of two kidnapped Israeli soldiers.

I pray that it lasts. I don't want half of the paper to consist of war-related issues. (Trashy tabloids on the other hand is different matter all together...)

Thus, good night. The Panadol Extra is taking its toll on me. And I shall blog soon, in a week's time hopefully...(who am I kidding?! Blogging is an integral part of my life now)

2006-08-11T23:59:00.000-07:00

This entry is dedicated to Bryan. Lol. Seriously, i was just about to write it when I saw your post. It's kind of freaky in a good way!

Unless you're one of those who are stuck in a stone cellar deep in the pits of some castle (although in reality it's just a damn well), you would have known about the transatlantic bomb threat that was to occur on the 16th? (Bush is said to have known about it since last Sun and Blair knew it months in advance it seems)

In a nutshell, a plot to use liquid explosives to bring down about a dozen transatlantic planes that are US-bound was foiled. They would be working in groups of five or so. Upon take off, they would head to the restroom, each carrying the ingredients (stored as a liquid form or insoluble granules in water) and one carrying the detonator (either hidden in an Ipod or a laptop). There, they would hand it to the leader of the cell group and he or she (though it's likelier to be a he) would construct the bomb and then return to his seat prior to bombing up himself alongside the entire plane. [Seriously, to have 4-5 people crowding the loo is sure to raise many eyebrows, won't it?]

Btw, the bomb would have been constructed at a price of about US$35.

While it may trigger imageries of the planes crashing into the twin towers, I do think that the precautions are getting more and more absurd. No liquid-based products, no bottled anything and no electronics. So now you'll only get to have your passport, your wallet and other allowed items on board. I do find it rather morbidly hilarious that people are freaking out about tissue boxes, I do get the mentality; better safe than sorry. Still, this is taking it to a totally different unprecedented level.

Why weren't this precautions taken back in 1995 after another plot to bomb a plane using liquid bombs? Why now?

Another thing that I have an issue with is the non-uniform procedures around the world. It seems that only Canada is imposing a footwear search. No where else is this done. I think that it's better for all the airports around the world to gather and decide what are allowed as carry on and also to discuss the check in procedures. Maybe the government bodies could be involved too?

The second thing I have an issue is the supposed rise in radical Muslims. I'm bloody sick of it. why can't all these idiots who are running around, screaming their heads off like a goddamn turkey just jump down a building or something? I mean it's the same thing ain't it? Suicide I mean.

Firstly, no where in the Quran, Torah nor Bible or any other religious scriptures or text that states that one should kill innocents. No religion encourages its followers to kill their fellow human beings. You can't just pick a quote from the texts and say that you're just following the book. You have to read the entire section of the text and understand the situation when it came about. Furthermore, the Quran clearly states that no women nor children are to be harmed.

Therefore, by bringing down a plane, bombing up a place like a train station and so on thus against the very religion you damn terrorists profess to be upholding? What have you been reading, may I know? Because I assure you, either you don't know how to read or your text is so radically altered, it's no longer a religious text. I wish all you terrorist would stop. It's useless to fight. And for what? Some lost cause that I doubt you even know?

There's more to ending whatever it is that's troubling you than committing grave sins. UI'm sure we're all mature adults. heck, who am I kidding? There are no such things as adults nor grown-ups. Just grown-up kids trapped in an adult body, placed in a mature situation and not having the mental capacity to deal with it rationally.

If you think that the end cause justifies the means, then I can't say much except I urge you to peruse history and realise your errors as you know more about the errors of the past. And realise that history was littered with many acts of stupidity like the Cultural Revolution in Mao's China.

Enough is enough.

2006-08-10T22:21:00.000-07:00

So today marked the last lessons of my first semester in polytechnic. As much as I want to start reminiscing about it, it's not worth it now. I feel as though things are in a libo now. I'm still progressing; walking down the long corridor that I had found myself in but unsure where it'll lead me. The map in my hand had turned obslete at the last corner, so now I'm in unchartered waters.

Heh. I'm crapping. So to recap, had my first landscape design test. It was relatively ok, though I wished I had studied harder for it. The section elevation of the plan provided was a friggin bitch. On a scale of 1: 100, it was close to making me jump and shout Hurrah nad get sent off to Buangkok Green Medical Centre (don't let the chic name fool ya, it's IMH or better known as Woodbridge, hougang chalet etc)

To those who don't understand how crappy it was, get out your ruler. Now notice the ten itsy bitsy lines between 0 and 1? Now try drawing stairs with it. Thank heavens it's only four raisers.

After that, had a nice conversation with Ms Tek. While I loved the fact that the lecturers try their best to act on our ideas (from having a horticulturist day on Aug 3 to having a HLM gathering), talking about secondary school still opens old wounds that are still festering. It's not that I'm bitter or anything, but rather the what ifs are bloody irritating. I hope to just close the door but the key's broken into two.

So anyways, had breakfast with the guys (I swear, it feels like the old gender differences are never settled). The malay stall in SIM canteen has changed hands. If it's for the better or for the worse, at this point, I'm unsure. Well, look on the bright side, at least they sell kuehs. So i had like 3 kuehs and half an apple for breakfast. I don't know but somehow, I've been feeling fat as of late. Maybe it's my conscience bugging me for eating oily rubbish for lunch for the past few weeks. However, it's same to say that now I'm no longer feeling the pounds so to speak. I feel wonderfully thin. Wait...is it just me or that this section seemed as though it's plucked from some anorexic bitch?

Today, got back the results for ENV test 2. Damn, I scored well. I wonder why some people didn't turn up but hey, attendance wasn't marked so don't worry, no penalisation. Koh said that we were free to leave if we weren't interested, and correct me if I'm worng but most of us actually wanted to. But being the usual kiasu Singaporeans, we didn't. Not to mention it's a goddawful waste of time to wake up at 5 and be in school for like 15 minutes? So stayed to listen to 1.5 hr lecture of flower arrangement. I won't say I learnt a lot but at least I learnt something. Good enough for me.

So now I have a week of studying to do. Don't mind me. Unless something darn interesting pops up in the news or my mundane life, then well don't expect any posts until after the 22. Quite long huh?

Btw, do get down to Ngee Ann CITY to enjoy and marvel at Salvador Dali's works. :)

2006-08-08T05:47:00.000-07:00

Ok, so back from watching Yaacob Ibrahim and that has left me fuming. I don't wish to alienate my English readers but please bare again with me for a few lines.

Flu Burung? Landskap? Adakah ini bahasa Melayu kita ataupun Bahasa Inggeris yang di"melayu"kan hanya untuk kemudahan? Cikgu Arif Ahmad, saya menunggu surat Cikgu.

Selsemah Unggas. Suasana. Tidakah ini bahasa kita? Kepada mereka yang bertanggungjawab atas kesilapan besar ini, saya hanya mampu memberi maaf. Akan tetapi, saya risau jikalau pelajar-pelajar muda kita terikut-ikut Bahasa Melayu "moden" ini.

Basically, that was a response to the words used in the Malay version of the rally. I had issues with certain words. It was as though some bugger directly translated the speech without making the necessary adjustments. I find it highly ironic that while I defend the correct usage of the Malay Language, I still am guilty of butchering it up. Well, in speech anyways. It's been a long time since I've even used Malay as a form of communication. And that reminds me...why is it weird to use Standard Malay? (Bahasa baku) The mindset needs a complete revamp- we need to start using Bahasa Baku lest people in the region don't understand us, although I find that hard to believe. Still, use it as it's meant to be used. It's more "correct" so to speak, akin to using Standard English.

Anyways, this year's speech was rather short. I am wetting my pants (figuratively speaking of course) as I await the much anticipated rally.

This year's speech in a nutshell said that we need to adapt to the world around us. Singapore wants the current wars to end. (But it isn't doing anything is it? If those darn terrorists in Indon wants to go, I say, let them. That way Indon will have less trouble on their hands, don't they? Not to mention it'll solve the crisis to a certain extend, considering the talks are at a standstill and not made any progress) If the Doha trade talks fail, then our economy may be affected (prepare for retrencement of the masses ala '97...not so sure) And we need to seperate fact from fiction while on the Internet. (A thinly disguised dig at the buffons who can't detect sarcasm and the lies) And the youths of today need to feel responsible for the nation, to rise and lead. (We need more young PAP members. Join...NOW. Applicable to figureheads only. Cynics and critics and the dumb need not apply)

And have a happy National Day.

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Sorry to burst the bubble, honey. But thing is, according to a recent survey, our youths are far more likely to emigrate. And I intend to follow suit. As much as I like this red stain, I can't help but feel a sense of restrain. Freedom of speech can only go so far here. And society is still as bloody conservative as it was a gazillion years ago. Singapore, it may seem like paradise with its clean and green image but look closer and you'll notice the terribly well hidden signs of a crumbling society.

Heh. Told you I'm terribly cynical today. Must be the reds and whites. Does anyone realise the impact of August 9? It seems somehow sick to celebrate with jubilation when countless of people died and million others suffered the effects of the A-bomb. Still, it's part and parcel of history.

So while we celebrate our nation's separation from Malaya, we should also not forget to remember the innocent Nagasaki people who died. (Well, mostly innocent)

2006-08-08T04:51:00.000-07:00

Ok, so I promised myself that I would stay far far away from the comp for the next two days, or at least until after the ndp parade but blogging is somehow becoming an integral part of my life. (As though my mundane life is so darn interesting)

This will be a bloody long entry so bare with it.

Today, I got back the marks for the practical examination. To say that I did badly would be an understatement. It was sheer luck that I was even able to pass considering the plentitude of mistakes that marred my paper, thus the red ink drizzled all over it. I guess this is my second wake up call huh? If you don't get Life's first call, then pray hard that the next call won't be painful. (And the next and the next...wait...is Life even a being or a state of being? Argh...damn philosophy. Shall comment later. Just proves how starved I am for reading)

Had lunch at SIM Megabytes. I shall from now on avoid the pizza corner. They added extra cheese on my pizza. I totally detest cheese powder on my pizza (weird considering I like the melted cheese). It did affect my appetite to say the least and apologies to those who were affected by my picking of food. heh.

Headed off for the afternoon musical. I laughed when they asked us to sing Stand up for singapore. The double entendre of the song couldn't be more apt. I unwittingly made a joke when I said the song never got me this hard before. (Yes, I've been laughing at the song ever since I realised the hidden meaning behind the song- procreation)

The video interlude was funny. It was nice to note that there were no French message. (Germans have finally gotten one up! Eric and the others don't kill me ja?) However, I find the standard of English used rather disturbing. Why can't people pronounce the words properly with the correct intonations and stresses and things of the sort? Is is that difficult or are they just being bloody sods? I got a huge shock when I saw what appeared to be a very very chuby Alvin on the video. Alvin is of course the guy, ok the nice NP senior who was also in choir, who shot to infamy when he rebutted Ken Lim with his retort, "My friends think I sing like Ronan Keating"

I was expecting a horrible musical, one filled with propaganda like how one loves Singapore etc. I was given a pleasant unexpected treat instead. The musical, though I disagree that it should even be termed a musical...can't find the word now. Back to the show.

The hiphop dance was admittedly delightful to watch. It reminded me of And's drama production...I think it was the SYF one that had a carnival feel to it. (The dolls still make me shudder)

The malay dance needed more training it seems; some were out of steps; most weren't in sync. And the fact that they failed to mention what type of dance it was perplexed me to no end, ultimately making the entire dance throughly unenjoyable.

The intepretative dance made up of all girls lacked the aggressiveness one would associate with rioting. Maybe it's just me but it seemed like the dancers lacked the energy.

It was from then on that the whole thing somehow became a day of nostalgia. Transported back to the era of greasy-haired dudes in leathers and puffy sleeves, I was immersed into a period that was far more desirable compared to today's war-torn days. I SAW THE KING! THE KING LIVES! ALL HAIL ELVIS! (Bwahahaha!) The imposter sang a rather enjoyable rendition of Jailhouse rock. *Bliss*

I was even more elated when the familiar strains of Grease Lightning played. Goodness, I made such a ruckus (And discovered I can no longer scream that high...damn.) I must confess, I was attempted to go on stage and boogie along with the hip and funky lecturers.

Nothing could top that off. Until two Np Idols sang their pleasant rendition of the often overused song, Stand by Me.

Then two others sang this Chinese song whose name eludes me. Something about a flower or something. Still, wasn't as fun as Grease!

And we ended singing once again Stand up for Singapore. (Which I started to hate by the way. Why can't we sing the more touching and more relevant home?)

Headed out and received free ice-creams (perhaps as compensation for a poor goodie bag?) I didn't take up that offer though. (And of course left my design file behind. Thank goodness I got it in the nick of time, though I still missed taking the same bus as the rest. Doesn't matter)

Got back home and sadly, I missed Lee Hsien Loong's National Day speech. Yikes, time for Yaacob Ibrahim. Shall blog about it later. Promise!

2006-08-07T09:24:00.000-07:00

All I can say is argh. I wish to rant and rave but I don't wish to negatively affect any budding friendships. However, I don't know if I'm taking the right step. I guess I can finally understand Z's mentality concerning self-censorship. Damn, I wish I was back in And. I shall write something more soon. I need to go over to my other blog, have fun trying to search for it. I need to release it all. I wish i can just call someone, say bryan. but I don't wish to bother anyone with my opinion.

2006-08-05T04:12:00.000-07:00

Gawd, what did I get myself into?
I had a workshop today on entreprenuership. My goodness...and I thought Gary was bad...This guy is bad on so many levels! I understand that to be an entreprenuer one needs to have passion, dedication etc. But this guy? He's so enthusiastic, he rubbed me in the wrong sense. He's kind of like the damn cheerleader you hate. The one that actually dislikes the school but is enthu for personal reasons? Yeah.

His goal in life is to have 55 apprentices. WTF right?

Now he aims to have an Entrepreneur Club started in the school. That was my first inkling. When he started getting so hyped up about getting us to create our own game, that was it. Goodness. While I must commend his tremendous "fire in my belly", I say, he needs to get his priorities straight first. He first needs to relearn English.

I mean come on!

ENGLIGHTEN?
DISCIPNE?
SUSCESS?

goodness, the horror! The horror!

(You've got to know, I think that everyone should speak standard english, especially if they're a TOASTMASTER, PRESENTER etc. I do think that it's fine for people to speak Singlish; however, they MUST know how to switch from substandard to standard)

ARgh. So well, now I'm supposed to think of the new game. *rolls eyes*
I think that I shall just ignore his request and concentrate on my studies, particularly with the EOS coming. (Promos are around the corner too I heard)

So to one and all, good luck.

Happy National Day! (Though I find it deeply ironic that as our nation celebrates its independence, our occupier will be commemorating the death of thousands in Nagasaki)

2006-08-03T04:48:00.000-07:00

Firstly, HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO Shiyun! I can't believe I forgot...heh. So paiseh.

Today was a day that ended in dejected sighs of resignations. Let's see...I almost fell down twice on the mrt because I was sleeping standing (or standing sleeping, whichever you prefer). So downright embarassing. Was rather beat for class. HAD to get a Snickers Almond bar to get me high. (If I was naturally high, then it's a different story. Go check mon. Now THAT was high)
I'm redoing my entire section plan again due to well...my lack of artistic vision, essentially a poor eye for details and colours.

Played bridge after lunch (a rather rubbery chicken chop). I guess once you let bimbotism out for a while, she stays huh? I kind of forgot how to play a proper game of bridge. So apologies to Loy, Min Yi (CCTV!) and Gerome. Haha.

However, what made the day worse was essentially two things:
1) Realisation that my vocabulary has somehow shrunk due to lack of usage, which is essentially a proper waste.

2) The practical exam. Sure, we were told to prepare for this about two, three weeks in advance. I guess I only have myself to blame for not studying. I could have passed the test! Now, I'm teethering on the verge of a borderline pass. Which is unacceptable in my books. Seriously, to confuse cocopeat with peatmoss, not knowing what osmocote is until AFTER the test. Worse bit? I totally forgot the units for Amount. *Hides self* So ashamed...

Random fact of the day: Did you know that the S'pore Govt used to impose a rule that for every six trees a landscaper planted, s/he had to plant a fruit tree a couple of decades back? Kind of funky huh?

I have to study harder for all the test now. Toodles.

2006-08-01T00:51:00.000-07:00

Today seemed to be an antithesis of yesterday. I guess life just handed me my ticket to real life say...3 (?) hours ago? Sure, it was disappointing to not get one of the higher marks, a part of me was rather insulted, no...demoralised to say the least when Chitra commented that another guy, Z and I (once he gives the green light to use his name, haha, you'll know who is who) lost interest in the subject. I wish I could correct her but it wasn't in my place to do so. Haiz...seriously, I couldn't get the whole deficiency sympthoms; they all seemed the same to me! I guess I just have to work harder huh?

Still, the marks I had made me felt more like a joke. I know the feeling's not new but somehow, it felt magnified a couple of times more this time round. I'm gonna freak out soon because of the impending doom I'm headed for.

It's like the O's all over again. ARGH.

I guess Life's just started with the lemon-throwing huh? I wonder when the rotten tomatoes will be thrown. *sic*

Yesterday's GA was a true heart stopper. I LOVE it. I almost shrieked everytime there was a close call. But the ending literally blew me away. I was speechless.

I wonder if bomb squad members have families of their own...I wonder how they'd feel knowing that because of two goddamn assholes, they lost a best friend, a partner, a father, a brother, etc.

I just feel so down now. I think tomorrow I shall head out to the cinema to catch the lake house after I'm done with my LDS. Maybe that will cheer me up.

2006-07-31T07:19:00.000-07:00

Firstly, let's see...I'm elated to say that today has been a wondrous day! Who the hell am I kidding?

Sure, the tests today were relatively easy compared to the previous tests but somehow, the kick isn't there. It's kind of like taking calculus when you just needed to do simple addition and subtraction. Get the drift? Well, except for ENV. That one, although based on CS has the potential to get my arse pulled down all the way down to a horrendous U. (I don't even know if that exists!)

Anyways, finally got to upload this tribute poem of mine. After I did, lo and behold! A new review! :) I wonder when who'll be my tenth review giver (weird term, I know)...Sundown, Zeva, diebyownhands or AncientBloodChild. I'm guessing Zeva.

I feel like I'm on the top of the world! Ok, so I get pleasure from the simple things in life like gettting a poem uploaded, writing one, having my fav story updated, getting a review...all in a day. Oh how blessed.

I found a fellow classmate's blog. And he seemed upset from his entry (you can't mess with a pure lit kid- we can READ!) because of that. I wonder why do people self-censor? I understand censoring for say racial, religious, political etc but for life in general? A bit kooky to me. So I bring my latest issue forward.

Of what use is a blog if you don't treat it as a diary that you allow the world to read?

That's a rhetorical question by the way. Ok, I'm hyper, on a high now.

Oh, oh, met Nik AND Clarissa! How wonderful is that?

I told you I was hyper. Anything may spike up my happiness again...this feels so wrong...like I'm on steroids or something. Shouldn't have gotten a MARS bar for breakfast.
Oh, oh! Grey's Anatomy is gonna start soon! Skipping DH. Ain't so nice compared to McDreamy. (Not that I like him or anything. SO not my type. Too old)

Oh, oh...CSI Season 6 has finally ended. But best bit? CSI MIAMI 3 is coming! Woohoo!

However, I must dismiss the finale of CSI as rather anti-climax and truly a waste of my time. I mean sure, Brass was fighting for his life but come on! I wanna see Archie! (Now that's a cute adorable person! and more Nick and Greg...so subtext)

Still, I disliked how Sara and Grissom got together. There goes all the fun.

But did you see that incredible waist size?! 19 inch! I WANT!!!
ok, so not THAT much...I want something like 24 or something...wait...I already have a nice waist. It's my butt that's the problem. Thank goodness for detox. I feel slimmer already!

Ok, while I sincerely apologise for the lack of clarity and maturity in my post, do understand, I'm on a HIGH people.

So do be wary. May spill over tmr.

2006-07-27T07:14:00.000-07:00

Don't mind me. Just needed to rant.
I received my (freaking disgusting-well, to me at least) letter asking me to register for NS. The deadline is like a week or 2 away and guess what?
I'm strangely not the one freaking out. My mum is. Which I find disturbing; but not as disturbing to just realise that she doesn't trust the Internet. I mean come on, would there ever be a server crash? *rolls eyes* (If there was, then I'll wonder if we'll even make it to 2007)

Anyways, today handed in the proposals for hortpark. Damn, the competition's tough. And that's just within my class. I'm wondering why I even give a damn. I lack the dedication, enthusiasm and passion to pursue to see the plan materialise because I'm being realistic. No one in their right mind would pay more than 40k for an 8 by 8 plot of land (unless cash rolls in like the proverbial cows)

I have a feeling that I won't ever enjoy my next few years. It stinks to be a biological male.

Why'd we need to protect the land anyways? Just one blow and poof, the entire land's gone, so why bother?

Try diplomacy. It works.

2006-07-22T04:38:00.000-07:00

Let' see...this week has been sort of hilarious. Considering the fact that my goddamn bimbo side got loose, people have either been looking at me weird or straight avoid me like the plague. Ok, so it's just one guy.

I mean seriously, to feel me up in the literal sense of the word? WTF. I blew up like the ticking timebomb that I am. He's thankful I was just verbal. I didn't even get to finish my litany because I was having a conversation.

Although it may seem like i'm at a disadvantage due to my thin frame (compared to his gym bunny build), I confidently shared with a fellow classmate, L, that as he strived for his idealised body (the whole abs, pecs, arms deal) he forgot the most important part of the human anatomy. The grey lint up there.

I swear, if he's gonna repeat it again, I swear, the shoes will fly. And I don't mean my school shoes ( bless them for they have moved on to the great incenerator in Jurong Island) but my steel toed boots which I have resorted to wearing every day.

I wish I could slow down my speech; I'm a bloody bullet train. And I don't even know how it ended up this way. Anyways, I totally bombed my prepared speech; I'm praying that I don't get marked down so badly. There goes all inspirations to reach the top.

Monday will mark the reign of a new queen. Like I give a damn, ok, so I do. I find the whole pagaent a farce. Why bother to get an international "cast" when the judges want to see the return of the busty and leggy Puerto Ricans and the likes?

Btw, one more reason to abhor the man Europe loves to hate. George fucking Bush. (Don't even think about it, mister)
Bush vetoed a Bill that could potentially save millions all around the world for the sake the Snowflakes; a bunch of babies conceived from disposed embryos. I can't stand it. Oxford, Britanica and all other dictionaries should just place his image under the caption Stupidity and its other forms.

The fact that he thinks that he's the moral protector of the world irks me. Stem cell research NEEDS to proceed so that we as humans can progress towards a world where debilitating diseases like Parkinson. He says that he won't cross a "moral line". Who the hell does he thinks he is? The new Messiah? How could he have dashed the hopes of millions? Does he NOT realise the enormity of his fatal judgement?

George FUCKING Bush. May someone you love and hold dear get Alzhemiers or Parkinsons and THEN you'll know how much it hurts to see someone you love wilt to a shadow of yourself; to have that someone not know who you are. Then you'll understand the pain I felt.

So on behalf of the rest of us who support stem cell research for scientific reasons,

FUCK YOU. GET THE DAMN OUT OF THAT OFFICE.

2006-07-16T00:31:00.000-07:00

Procrastination...they entice you with offers of relaxation but before you know it, the time is up and boom, there goes all those precious time...
Stuck doing the design. As much as we want to make it fun and whimsical ala Alice, we ain't got the brains to do it- or rather enough creative sparks and talent to make it look plausible. Not to mention, I've been making changes here and there, without telling her. Wonder if she'll freak tmr...hmm...

Anyways, yesterday was enjoyable as I got to catch up with Jumx and Shidah. We cycled instead of eating our fill so yeah, we went back rather hungry (ok, so it was just me and jumx)
Still, it was nice to discuss pent up issues like politics, food etc. So now, we're making plans to watch pirates soon. Then if they're willing, Lake House! I wanna see the original Speed couple together- even though I already know how the story goes, I'm a sucker for romantic movies. I need to squeel once in a while.

I have lost my weird and excessive food cravings. I'm thankful for that. The last craving was well...for Old chang kee's curry puff.

2006-07-14T08:28:00.000-07:00

Ok...I'm dead beat from today's activities.

It started with on the right foot! >)
Due to the heavy downpour, class was cut short as the trip to the shadehouse to complete transplanting plants from soil-based to hydroculture was cancelled. Hurrahs!

Had a decent conversation with Min Yi as we reminiscise about the past.

And I FINALLY got to watch 4:30.

I was wondering why the critics were raving about it; whetted my appetite. There was this guy who sat on MY seat. Thankfully, the seat next to him was empty. It bothered me for a while- people who know me should know that I'm a bit of a perfectionist, and that applies to this case. I was uneasy about seating in the wrong seat; my thoughts conjuring images of an enraged individual or an usher who would kick me out for being in the wrong seat (I know...a bit too extreme but still, it's plausible)

Anyways, the movie was truly a cinematic gem. I adore the actor who played the protagonist. His acting is so raw and believable that he practically supported the entire movie.

The movie is a genre of its own; a genre-bending movie with elements of fantasy juxtapoxed with doses of reality and dashes of humour. Makes you question whether the entire movie was the boy's whimsical fantasy world or was it real? Which aspects of it were real then?

Clue 1: The boy goes to school...in DECEMBER (last entry in his "diary" was 19/12)
Clue 2: That he managed to procure bottles and bottles of cough mixture. And the doctor can keep prescribing it to him?!

Certain segments of the movie, in particular the "Dream Assignment" struck a nerve within. Everything in school was horrendous to watch.

However, I am truly intrigued as to why Royston Tan did not provide Korean translations. I think that it could have made the movie more understandable. However, it may also make the movie just another form of visual entertainment, not a disguised social commentary on isolation.

I can't stop gushing about the movie. It's too good!

Afterwards, I bumped into my aunt and uncle and we had dinner before we headed back.

And thus the day's journey ends.

I have to hit the drawing blocks to make the concept more marketable etc. Bleh. Have I mentioned how much I HATE the Hort Park.

2006-07-13T07:35:00.000-07:00

As much as I like to doodle, I'm starting to get REAL annoyed with design aspects. Seriously. I mean maximum width allowed for a thread (your step- the one which u step on) is like 325mm? And that is like what? Smaller than my tile size of 450mm? ARGH. Headache...A pretty fun whimsical fantasy turned into a horrendous nightmare of precision.

Ok, ok, I know I'm ranting. So back to mindless entertainment news. (Everyone needs to empty their minds once in a while...)

Norman Then got eliminated. Aww...pity his sis. Note the sarcasm.
Seriously, it was the first time I see family members coming up on stage during an individual's elimination. I kow it may be seemed as an unflailing show of support but come on...it reeks of bad publicity.

As much as I liked yesterday's show, the clothes and the hairstyles were so horrendous, I was cussing. There's other colours to show chic and classiness dearies. There's something called royal purple, emerald green, velvet red etc...too much black. Sure, everyone wants to stand out but black? So uninspiring!

And was it just me or were Ja's mammary glands trying to invade the world, or rather our google boxes? It was...disturbing to say the least. And some of the guys need to get a haircut. To neaten the image. Like Paul, Jay, Hadi. I love Paul's hair but it's soon gonna cross the line to hippie nirvana where long hair ala the Pontianak and Sadako reign supreme. ( No offense to anyone ya?)

And I could barely hear Jay's song...but the overall night's best performance came from the media darling, Paul.

And somehow, is it just me or does Jonathan seem to be singing the same song? I dunno; maybe it's in the same melody. I mean, I like his choice of songs but somehow, he needs to show a bit versatility. Lest his head gets chopped off next.

So there you have it. My constructive criticism (aka bitching) of SI2. (which is worse than SI1)

Btw, I found the best Char Kway Teow- going for $3.50 at SIM Megabytes. It was a plate of sinful delight. Well, at least my cravings seem to have died down. Seriously, it sucks to have random food cravings that won't leave until you've eaten the food. Now I know how a pregnant woman feels when she can't satisfy that wrenching urge.

2006-07-12T03:12:00.000-07:00

Argh. Seriously, I think I'm getting my PMS periods earlier and longer. So aplogies to anyone who got the short end of the stick. I remember Mon, hate to admit it but I think that somehow D may come back. I hope not. But seriously, I think I'm gonna lose myself. I actually laughed at nothing. (which kind of freaks me out now) and I almost cried on the bus for again...no absolute reason. WTH is wrong with me?!

In other news, is it just me or is my gaydar on fire (or malfunctioning)? Just today, I had 5 hits. Which in my books is A LOT.

I'm going on to random useless rubbish aren't i? Ok, ok. So more on to the usual stuff.

Life as you can see, is beginning to become more mundane. My ink's dried up. And I'm left with barely a few lines that don't fit.

I don't understand why Mr Brown's column was suspended. I mean, do we need a higher authority to tell us how to detect sarcasm, etc in the column? I thought that his column was a refreshing change. And now, they say it's anti Govt, that reporters are not allowed to use the media s propaganda. When i read that, i snorted up water. (It hurts) come on!

I shall continue to support Mr Brown because let's face it, we need both sides of the coin to see the world. Too bad the board of old foggies think we're babes who need to be cuddled and led.

Remember that brown revolution. Damn man...I should have been there! I mean seriously, the ppl up there need to loosen up. White elephant cut-out cannot, protest cannot...Sucks to be here.

So I just made a goal. To join a protest by 25. For a good cause of course.

2006-07-08T15:04:00.000-07:00

Sports bring out the best and the worst in people. I mean seriously, why do people fake pain? (Can someone please tell Christiano about the boy who cried wolf?)

Come on, I was expecting a beautiful, clean game, NOT some game where the referee was so darn one-sided (ok, so it was in favour of Deutschland) and own goals and what not.

Ok, ok. I know it's ironic that I actually went to watch a soccer match when let's face it, I find soccer a bloody waste of time. Well, not quite. My opinion towards it have gravitated towards the positive side but I will dislike soccer. (It's an improvement from abhorring the game right?)

The atmosphere at PS was nice. The "red hot"dancers were well, utter rubbish. I've seen better.
Not to mention, most of the audience were there to watch the game, not two bimbos clad in shiny itsy-bitsy things.

The german supporters were a very lively bunch. There was this one guy in front of me who danced when a goal was scored. Hilarious I tell you- like a monkey on Ice.

I'm just happy that Germany won the match against Portugal. But I think the game could have been better. Oh well.

I am not gonna watch the finals. Just not interested.

Ok, I GOT to get some shut eye, even if it's just for a couple of min or else my books won't be drool-free. :P

2006-07-07T20:45:00.000-07:00

After school reopens, it seems as though it's been fieldtrip galore- ok, so it was just two trips. Still, it was fun. Went to Horticulture Park (HortPark) and got a sneak peek at the place. Bleh. The place seems boring. I was dying to ask how it's going to sustain enough visitors to ensure that the park doesn't plod along. I mean we already have the Botanical Gardens (which is bigger) and all the other reservoirs. Ok, so the only attraction for me would be the 8 by 8 m plot assigned to NP. It's been a bit of a shock that as a first year, we already have to compete for a public spot (against other first years AND third years). With a budget of $4000, I say, have fun to those who badly want the project. I'm just gonna do it for fun and don't expect to "win".

Lessons have been proceeding smoothly. Only two weeks to the final presentation. I'm rather worried that I'll screw it up like I screw up my environment science project. I wish I can calm down and slow down, instead of rushing like a bloody bullet train.

Last trip was to Green Rose, an aeroponics farm. Learnt many things about the place. Like the fact that it stinks in certain areas and dead squashed frogs spot the place. So not what we're suppose to learn though. Seriously, the taste of the Lettucino (lettuce + kiwi +lemon juice) is seriously an acquired taste. I can't get used to the tingly sour taste. Not to mention, the pulp wasn't drained off. So after a while, you actually taste watery bits of the pulp. *shudders*
And now I'm supposed to do a report on the trip. But on exactly what topic, I have no idea. Dr Chitra (she's from Bangalore- south India) didn't wish to tell us.

The new lecturer, Mr Saiful is an amicable person. The first lesson was spent more on listening to him regaling us with stories from Scotland. He can't speak Gaelic though, it's a real pity. I think Gaelic is a beautiful lyrical language that I wanna learn. Well, after I brush up on German, take up Dutch, French, Mandarin. I wonder whether I'll ever be a linguist.

Anyways, whoever says that bouquets are easy to make must either have no experience or plenty. Seriously, I think it was one of the tougher floristry projects. The leaves and flowers keep getting out of position (even with florist tape). I am however, rather pleased with the end result. At least I passed.

I got the date for Germany vs Portugal mixed up. Haiz...woke up like 2.30 am and waited and waited until 3.30 but the match wasn't shown. Perplexed, I went online and discovered the error. Haiz...

Deutschland MUST triumph over Portugal!

2006-06-30T04:01:00.000-07:00

I have been tagged by Fariq. haiz...
1. Do the following WITHOUT complains.
2. Choose 5 persons to do this after you complete yours.
3. Leave a tag on the person's tagboard to say he/she have been tagged.
4. Start your post with "I have been tagged!" then do this.

Favourites
Favourite Colour: Black. and this deep dark purplish blue
Favourite Food: I love food and you're asking me to choose? I'll just name one. Lasagna
Favourite Song: Currently Breaking Free (from high sch musical)
Favourite Movie: Elite fuer den Fuhrer
Favourite Sport: Me and sport? Don'y make me laugh. Hmm...shopping?
Favourite Day of the Week:Saturdays
Favourite Season: Early Winter
Favourite Ice Cream: Mint, chocolate.

Currents
Current Mood: Bored
Current Taste: A very faint hint of almonds (just ate almond cookies you see)
Current Clothes: Body glove collared shirt, Anderson Sec school pants and underpants.
Current Desktop: HP
Current Toenail Colour: Natural
Current Time: 1906
Current Surroundings:My room
Current Annoyances: None?
Current Thoughts: When should I watch 4:30?

Firsts
First Best Friends: Gloria. Then yong yi, then regina.
First Crush: Don't recall having one except maybe...wait...i totally don't remember
First Movie: I dunno. Could have been Power Rangers for all I know!
First Lie: You seriously expect me to remember? Dude, I've lied so much I lost count. (ok, so not that much but i dun necessarily have an elephant's memory)
First Music: It's a small world I guess...I dunno. So long ago!

Lasts
Last Cigarette: Never
Last Drink: Chilled water
Last Car Ride: Mon. Took my uncle's car home from my grandma's.
Last Crush: Hopefully never.
Last Movie: X-Men 3 . What a complete and utter letdown!
Last Phone Call: Minyi to ask her where she was.
Last CD played: Does that stupid small click 5 cd that came free from lime counts? If not, then water music. Haha- that was like months ago!

Have you ever...
Have you ever dated one of your best friend: Hell no. That's like breaking the code of bff!
Have you ever broken the law: For? Shoplifting? Yeah. when I was bloody young. Others, none that I can remember.
Have you ever been arrested: Nope
Have you ever skinny-dipped: Nope
Have you ever been on TV: Nope

5 things you are wearing: Specs, Shirt, Pants, Underpants. That's all I have on now!
4 things you done today: Came to school, Did flower and fruit arrangement, had lunch, discuss environmental project
3 things you can hear right now: My sister's murmuring. a bird just chirped. And the sound of the keyboard.
1 thing you do when you are bored: Do silly things like this? Haha

I shall tag...
No one?
Serious.

2006-06-27T05:14:00.000-07:00

Back to School. Oh joy *sic*

Just two weeks of hols and somehow it has screwed my timings. Didn't know what week it was and everything. Ha.

So I googled the new lecturer and he seems to have plenty of experiences. Chitra says he's friendly so I pray he's not another Koh.

Exam results were released. Did as expected for SS. So silly...four marks and I could have gotten a more decent grade. Hydroponics however was a shock. Did quite well.

Now I need to study harder. 3 more rivals have emerged. Must fight to reach that attainable goal!

Got to do my long overdue project now. Seriously, why do we have to question surnames?! So silly.

2006-06-26T01:12:00.000-07:00

Hey. Ok, so I'm actually back in my primary school. Surprised? Ha, you've guessed it. I ain't got school today. Tomorrow is the start, all over again.

This two weeks break have been nothing short of busy- sort of. I've completed most of my projects; am especially proud about my landscape design colouring (I've been bad at colours since for as long as i can remember), read two books (none of which are new. I seriously need to kickstart my drive again), participated in Famine Camp (Now, that was fun!), had a BBQ (thanks to Liesel. So who's next to organise?) and went to catch Silent Hill with some of my new classmates. I guess this feeling of "new beginnings" have yet to sunk. Everything seems to be oh so bright and cheery, it seems surreal. Get me a ticket to real life quick.

Anyways, I have completed the JSPS PSG website. Check it out and tell me if it sucks. Be brutally honest. I know it shows my lack of web designing skills but I need to know if any improvements need to be made.

http://sg.geocities.com/jspspsg

Finished keying in data. Truly, I'm getting worried about some of them. I just hope that they will do better in the months to come.

Oh, oh, (insert bimbotic scream). I just met one of my favourite male primary school teachers. Haha. Spent like 2 mins talking to him? I wish we could talk more but hey, there's always Hari Raya (although I swear, I won't go again. So Ulu). So yeah.

He however has lost track of time. He thinks I'm taking my O's! Haha. When I told him I'm in poly, I was battling with conflicting emotions. On one hand, the elitist in me is dreadfully and painfully embarassed (too mild a term) to say that I'm in poly. On the other, it wasn't a sense of accomplishment but rather a sense of closure (kind of. I'm bad at describing this!). I know it's so condescending to even think that poly is of a lower standard than Jc but somehow, a part of me agrees. It just seems so lax, so liberating that it kind of unsettles me. It's unfair to compare the two because each have their own strengths and weaknesses. Still, I don't know, I feel that now that the amount of pressure is greatly reduced, life feels somehow more boring?

Ah, the perils of one whose work once occupied his life. Now that the piles are gone, what could I do with all the extra time?

I shall study. Yes...I shall study, some other time. (Go procrastination!)

I'm beginning to enjoy Sunday classes. It's turning out to be like Philosophy 101- except you HAVE to give the stupid textbook answers. Still, it has provoked me to think harder. If it is to be believed that all things in life were pre-determined, then why do we strive to succeed?

I'm still figuring the answer out. I KNOW I'll give up and move on to simpler topics but somehow it feel wrong. That God decides what we actually do. I mean, if everything is already determined, like what food we'll eat, what religion we'll practise etc, then why the hell do sins exists? I mean God could have made us righteous, religious sticks up our asses but somehow,
I believe that Free Will plays a great role in life. We choose what we do and ultimately, we reap what we sow.

So there. My take. Ha! Free Will vs God. Who will win?

Goodness, I think I just had a deja-vu! (yays! insert bimbo applause)

2006-06-19T09:47:00.000-07:00

Let's start with Sat shall we? Had famine camp, or to be more precise helped out as a station master for government main store. At first it was fun but then somehow the situation got a bit out of control when people started looting designated markers and not being able to listen to that inner voice inside telling them that they needed to move since they were blocking the doorway. Goodness, the maturity level of some of the campers left me wondering. Still it was fun in that I got to pinch gloria for missing so many class gathering, made a couple of new friends and generally left with a happy feeling

Let's skip Sun because i can barely remember what happened. Wait. I remember now. I did practically nothing; procrastination is still strong in me.

Monday was supposed to go to the zoo but due to poor turnout (i'm just gonna be nice and believe whatever I hear), we went to cineleisure. It was strangely fun snapping photos in the toilets and all.

Went to watch Silent Hill. I think it's darn over rated. Heck, it kind of bored me at the start. I actually slept for like 2-3 min? I didn't miss much though. However, I found the ending to be rather tragic. I dunno if inspiration will strike but yeah, that final scene held potential.

Today, Tues, will be going to sch to water the plants first then heading to my grandma's place to pick up a thumbdrive before heading to g4c bbq. G4c is by far the most enthu class i've ever been into. We have like a class gathering almost every break. haha. I'm not saying that I don't like my other classes but somehow I feel a deeper infinity with g4c. Let's just hope it stays that way. Of course, 2/7 and 4/4 won't be forgotten. I love you people too much I dream of being back in class with everyone! Which is kind of weird...

Wed I'm attending a building a website course. Not that I don't know how to do one, but rather i wanna see how it's like. Not to mention I'm helping to build up the PSG JSPS website. Haha. I'll suck at it but we'll see.

Btw, I can't wait for money to start rolling in. I WANT to watch so many movies...ok. so just 3.

The King and the Clown (I know it's akin to bbm but like the quentissential moth, i'm attracted to the flame)
Superman Returns (because Bryan Singer directed it, Superman's actually nice looking, and I want to see how the hell the storyline will be like with a married Lois Lane. Yes, that bitch didn't marry Clark! It's heresy-unless he turns out gay of course...)
Pirates of the Carribbeans 2 (Johnny Depp. Enough said)

2006-06-15T18:56:00.000-07:00

Damn, it's raining again. If the weather continues to be as bad as it seems to be, with dark skies and rumbling thunder, it's a possibility I'll never get to water my plants.

Haiz. Yesterday was weird. Boarded bus 154, from Clementi MRT bus stop. Upon reaching SIM, the driver refused to open the door. Heck, he purposely moved further ahead of the bus stop. WTF?

"Don't know how to press the button is it?"

Since I wanted to get off ASAP, I did. It's something I regret.

Seriously, what is the issue whether or not the button is pressed? In my opinion, the button was installed to ensure that the bus conductor would be able to know if passengers are alighting when it's full. I thought it was basic common sense if a person taps his/her EZ link card a couple of meters before the bus stop? And what was his problem? Why did he use such a condescending manner to speak? I take that back. In such a shocking, rude, uncouth, discourteous and impolite manner, akin to that of a taunt cum threat? I mean, if he has such an affinity for the annoying bell, then he could have politely requested for someone to press the button, couldn't he?

After that whole saga, I was walking towards the greenhouse when it started to rain. There was nothing I can do. So I left. All in all, I spent about ten minutes, most of which was spent waiting for the bus.

I have an issue about the MOE's plan to import native-speakers here to teach English. Is there even such a thing as native speakers? English is one of te most globalised languages in the world, having so many variants that it becomes a complexing language.

While I do admit that the British accent is sexy, (well, not Cockney- can't stand it) I hate to see our own local talent pool untapped. Do we not speak English too? (albeit to varying degrees of proficiency)

Furthermore, compare American, British, German, French, Canadian , Australian speakers. Sure, they speak a common language BUT the thing is, unless they get rid of the accents, they will NEVER speak the same standard and type of English.

While the importance of speaking good English is critical in Singapore's need to move ahead in the face of globalisation, we must not delude ourselves that English is actually used as a second language by many Singaporeans. Therefore, we need to rethink how we teach English.

I say, bring back grammar school and make literature more accessible. Start them from young. Primary one is too late. Islamic schools on the otherhand, should play a bigger part. Their students tend to speak in their mother tongues rather than English. While I understand that the curriculum is rather different, it is no excuse to teach substandard English. It's a pain in the butt when the kids switch to Government schools and can't speak proper English.

While I applaud the Government in being concerned about the fact the standard of English is on the decline, I believe that importing "native"-speakers is not the way to go. We need to inculculate a feel, a love for the language first lest all the efforts go down the drain.

I shall end it off here due to a certain pest hanging around awaiting her turn to use the comp.

I can't wait for tomorrow.

2006-06-12T23:03:00.000-07:00

So let's update about the weekends shall we? Famine camp prep was ok i guess. Shall not elaborate more other than I seriously can't fathom the idea of 650 campers barging. *shudders*

Anyways, the main draw was Sun. Had to help out at a wedding. My goodness, I think itwas the worst and most event-filled one I've ever been to.

The food was ok but I didn't find the choices very interesting. My grandmother's Ayam maask merah is way better. :P

So yeah, I was busy being a waiter, clearing out empty dishes and wiping tables. My gawd. At first it seemed fine until the rain came- in a dramatic downpour with strong winds. It seemed ok UNTIL the tentage collapsed on the hired cleaners. The whole void deck became a flurry as the rain continued to pour.

The cleaners were busy trying to erect their tent while I was busy helping tying down canvases to prevent more tables from being unavailable. Once that was done, with me being completely soaked, I had to continue clearing plates, wiping the wet tables dry and the wedding platform dry. What a day to rain.

And I had to entertain the rather impatient guests.

"When is the groom coming?"

not once, not twice but 5 times. All in a span of 5 min. -_-

Why do people not use their grey matter? Or has it been underdeveloped to such an extent that basic common sense is essentially lost?

(I have realised, there is no such thing as Common Sense. Few people actually have it. I bemoan the lack of rationality in this god forsaken world of ours)

I mean come on, first, it's raining cats and dogs, and I just told you they were stuck in a traffic jam some 4 mins ago! and it wasn't an elderly lady. It was a middle aged woman! Goodness.

The worst was this middle aged woman (different person from the above) who asked for hot water. Hello? It's SELF SERVICE- come on, it's a buffet. You're not in a goddamn hotel so you want something, jolly well get it your self. Of course, I didn't say that. Did you think I was NUTS? I was about to ask her if she wanted coffee or tea until her friend told her, "self-service lah". Then I left.

And people seem to think that food is in plentiful supply. Not all the guests of course. Just some. There was this couple who took a full plate of noodles and a full plate of briyani and ate just half of each. The rest of the food had to go.

Then there was this damn mengong (worse than stupid) woman. Hers is a first.
She told my sis that the food was spoilt. That got the kitchen staff rather worried. So we held a mini conference, with me voluntering as food taster. Got a rather strong stomach so it's ok.
Everything was alright- everything was fresh, cooked on the spot just a few hours ago. Until we found out that she mixed her briyani with salad , drenced in thousand island dressing. Goodness. Woman, there's a reason the salad was placed in a different section. You DON'T EVER mix Briyani with thousand island! coupled with acar, it would have made everything sour. Sheer stupidity ain't it? Thank goodness, none of the other guests caught on her train of thought. Or else, it would a horrible situation.

The wedding couple came late because the bride's brother was late. (double wedding at her side). My father later regaled us with tales from their side. He was fuming because they were dily-dallying. Haiz...thankfully, it'll be the last wedding from my father's side for a long while.

One of my cousins has truly made up her mind to get married on a ship or a hotel. Less hassle. Well, good luck with that. But I like her thinking. I'm making sure my sisters' wedding are held at a hotel. I do not want such incidents to happen again. Or maybe not. Come to think of it, the hassle was what made it fun. Too bad I couldn't participate in the toll gates activities at the bride's side.

Can't describe it fully but kind of like customary "bribing". To occur twice with the bride's family members who will be the guards. if they dun like the amount given at first, you have to give another packet. If still unable to proceed, threathen to leave. Then you'll get through. Then you go to the bride's home. Same thing. Then finally, at the mak andam. Twice too. Sometimes, she will ask for poems (correct me if I'm wrong here, anyone more familiar with the customs). Then it's finally the end.

Weddings are truly a pain in the butt. They drain you of your money. That's why I'm not getting one.

2006-06-09T07:53:00.000-07:00

Firstly, I'm sorry if I've been a wee bit harsh with two people in particular. I was feeling rather bitchy then. Anyways, the two tests that I've been prepping myself for have been done. So far, I've lost 7 marks (officially confirmed 4 and counting) for soil science and one mark officially for Plant nutrition and Hydroponics.

Haiz...I know I won't be really ecstatic over my results since I really could have gotten better marks. Too late for regrets.

However, it seems that even in the pressure of excelling, my muses returned albeit temporarily. Completed one poem AND chapter 4 of my story. Considering that it took me well over five months to do so, i'm in 7th Heaven. (though i'll come crashing down to earth soon enough).

I have discovered Sigur Ros, an Icelandic indie band. Gawd, I wonder whether I was deaf all this while. They're truly a treasure; unique and refreshing, particularly Vidrar Vel Til Loftrasa and Glosoli. And most of their videos are truly stunning and captivating, particularly Glosoli. It's like watching a precious flower blossoming before one's very eyes.

Take to take a break and relax before I get back to "work". Thankfully, I'll be back to assist on the first day of term 3! i can't wait. I miss the kids A LOT.

2006-06-03T08:38:00.000-07:00

Let's see...i've been down with the flu AND the continual assessments are damn near. Tues actually. Still, in a surprising twist of fate, for the subject I disliked, soil science (cos it's effin geog), i got better marks than for plant nutrition (which involves chem). So Argh-inducing.

Anyways, lately been feel my creative juices ebbing and flowing. Kind of like the occasional breeze. Just finished my FIRST poem in a effin long time. I've yet to even type it out so yeah. Not to mention I need to polish it. Still, I feel so darn accomplished after I wrote it.

Went to watch X-Men 3. Sure, the movie was kind of what I expected (read: too much wham-bhams, too short, too much wolverine centred), I was rather surprised that it presented a philosophical question. A question that touched on eugenics. (do not read further if you do not want spoilers)

The X-gene can represent anything, from race, skin colour, sex, religion, sexuality etc. But sexuality was kind of what hit me first. I mean researchers have raised the possibilities of isolating the supposed gay gene since the 1990s, technically for as long as I have read the papers, which isn't very long since i started only in k1 or 2 and am only 17.

I believe that sexuality is a wide spectrum. That we are who we are from the start. That's why i think it's BS when I read about "reformed" gays etc. They are just suppressing a part of who they are in order to conform. No matter how wrong I think it is, I can understand why some people choose to do so. You would too if you were raised knowing that what you are is wrong. and having to face ridicule, shame, rejection, ostracization ( i know it isn't a word, but i think it SHOULD be a word) etc for choosing to be who you are.

So there I was, contemplating whether or not I would have joined the protest or the queue for the cure. A part of me would readily join the protest as I believe strongly in being who I am. TO FUCK with what people think, it's accepting who you are that matters. However, having been in similar shoes, I've understood why some people would want a cure. I mean who wouldn't want to be "normal"? To not suffer because of difference? However, as I watched, I remembered a quote I saw on the Net a long long time ago. Normality does not exist. How true. How normal is normal? Isn't normalcy just a school of thought? Just because the majority of people are say, left-handed, does that mean being left-handed is normal? That can't be so right?

Anyways,back to the movie and away from the heavy questioning which is really making me dizzy because of the long period of time, towards the end, there appears to be hope. That the "cure" is only a suppressant, NOT really a cure. (IMHO, a cure is when something is permanently eliminated, kind of like the flu. you don't have a perpetual flu rite?) I was applauding silently when Magneto moved the chess bit slightly.

So yes, before you label this summer flick a waste of good money since it's so damn AU, i suggest everyone watch it and think deeper about the issues. Thank you.

Btw, yanghan flying off today, 4/6/06. send your msgs to dean asap!

2006-05-26T23:59:00.000-07:00

I know I promised to dish some dirt on something...well, i dun remember what it was...

Anyways, I don't know how to react when I read TNP that day. (may 25)

"Another clip shows students from Anderson Secondary School fighting.

The boys exchange some telling blows and kicks but are soon separated by their friends.

They do not seem to be doing it for a video, but are captured anyway on film.

The scene lasts about 20 seconds.

While the fight which took place in late March appears to be brutal and real, the principal, Mrs Poh Mun See, said the clip was just to capture 'a mock fight between two good friends'.
She said: 'The two boys wanted to have some fun with their classmates. The clip of the mock fight was put on the Internet to share the fun with the rest of the class.'

She added the boys are 'good and responsible' and that the video was uploaded by another girl, who is not even in the video.

Mock or not, can the clip influence other boys as it's quite violent?

Said Mrs Poh: 'There might be no bad intentions between parties like in this case. But students who don't mean harm might not realise that they can be misunderstood.'

Mrs Poh said that the school is already doing its part in making students mindful of their responsibilities and ethics of blogging and uploading of information on the Internet.

She added: 'This takes place during computer education and project work lessons. The principal and key school personnel also speak to the school regularly on such matters during assembly.'
She added that, in light of the incident, the school will intensify its efforts to educate its students."

I'm trying to find the "mock" violence between the upper sec boys video on youtube but i can't find it at all. As much as I want to believe in Bryan's comment that it was a biased news article, one has to see it to believe it no?

I just think that it was a very ridiculous idea to "share" the video online. I mean if it's for the class, then pass it around via bluetooth or something. And share it ONLY amongst yourselves.

Still, the crux of the problem lies in the fact that we DO NOT know if it was mocked or not. There used to be a clear line but now everything's blurred. I just think that it was a terrible pity that they had a mock fight rather than study. Have the teachers not drilled into their head the importance of the O's? I wonder if they did get Adam Khoo.

The fact remains that it seems to be a blatant cover-up. There won't be any punishment? It's utterly mind-boggling to even think about it.

The school's glory days were over a long time ago. And we're deluding ourselves, thinking that it's not. So please, I urge current Andersonians to stop this rubbish and concentrate on upholding the school's name. The school is more than an institution that you studied in. It's part of your identity. You don't hear people saying, "So who's your sibling" but rather "What school did you go to?"

Once an Andersonian, ALWAYS an Andersonian.

Next time you thinking of doing something stupid, think. Think HARD. and don't be a doofus and wear the school u. The school doesn't need to shoulder your actions. Face the music yourself coward. Don't play taichi.
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I'm supposed to go for Janani's operatic solo but I can't due to unforseeable events. Sorry girl. Break a leg. I know you will wow everyone.

This past week has been rather fine. Everything's proceeding smoothly. Except Landscape. Was forced to submit an uncompleted work. Was in a daze for a while. It was so slip-shod! ARGH. ms Tek said that being a perfectionist in drawing is bad. You tell me how I'm supposed to not be one. It's rather deeply engrained in me. I feel uneasy handing in uncompleted work. SO when she returned the textural studies, I added to it. Sure, I'm disappointed with the abysmal result but i have to see it in a positive way. Using it as a drive to excel. I want to be on the Director's List; kind of ambitious but why not? As they said, aim for the stars. if you fall, you'll land on the moon.

Yesterday had Oriental flower design using a kenzan. Turned out rather horrendous to me. Thankfully I managed to get a B. And it turned out to be trigger happy day. Snapping photos all around. Took several shots for fun. But I'm not shy to admit that I'm extremely bad at taking pictures.

So far, have done nothing for environmental science problem 2. Other than procrastinating. I feel a bit upset that I can't write more than 300 words for suicide and its consequences. I hate Turnitin, the prog the school uses to detect plagiarism. Scary to me.

I've yet to fully understand soil science and do my landscape design. Shall not wait like last time. Thank goodness this mon, there's no classes. I'm gonna have to catch my X-Men sometime later.

Can't wait for famine camp.

I don't understand why some people can't keep things to themselves. And why some get upset when I can't attend one day. So darn ridiculous. I can't do anything helpful you know.

Thank gawd for rickey.org

Snagged live version of Bad Day.

I feel better now.

Help me

2006-05-21T20:43:00.000-07:00

Currently in class. Boring lesson, tempted to get out. He says we can but come on, if I do, who knows if he gives out tips, yikes, "kiasu", well duh.

Still, he's just saying things i knew from primary school. And he's saying tons of things that are well, misinformed to say the least. I mean how can he NOT know about pandas? I can't be bothered to correct him. He's going on to co-evolution aka eveolution for adaptation. It's damn boring!

I'm worried about later. Wish me luck and we shall see. Haha.

Btw, there's an onlooker behind me so sorry, no crap now. Later yes. :P

2006-05-21T06:49:00.000-07:00

The perils of having an online diary: your entries can disappear. Yup, my earlier entry is missing...oh well. It was good to let all that angst out.

Singapore Idol is back. Well, the best part I mean; the horrible auditions. :P Admit it, it's funny to see tomfoolery on tv. (correct usage of word? not sure...)

Truly, some people really need SI for a good dose of reality. -_-

"I crying because my heart hurt". Well, I'm in pain over butchered English.

And that pseudo American guy...my goodness! Your reasoning for using a badly-mangled accent was that your command of standard english is poor. Hah! Are you implying that Americans speak good English? So much so that using their accent will mask your bad English? Where has rationality gone?!

Btw, good luck to Levin. Not sure if you made it through but still, great job getting past round 1. :P

Let's see...I'm not even done with my landscape design NOR my lap reports. Here's to hoping that tomorrow will not be a repeat of Wednesday. I seriously do not want to get another painfully embarassing C or worse. I need my As, even if I'm doing this diploma for fun. It's my stepping stone to the holy grail. English!

Btw, my deepest apology to Nora for being unable to accompany you to NJ that saturday. Good luck to Jay for your concert this sat; don't worry, I'm getting that ticket soon. And HP, please do expect a letter from me soon. Can you believe the absurdity that the computer the service counter used was taped together? The irony! I mean it's the SERVICE CENTRE for crying out loud. And they use crap? Haha.

So yes, I'm now 75 bucks poorer. There goes my dream of having fun during the GSS. Oh well. At least I can pay it off slowly. or should I splurge on jazz in the city 2? Debts first. Haiz...Michael Buble, i miss you serenading me. *sniffles*

oh and Reg, where's the promised fic?

2006-05-14T01:03:00.000-07:00

Speech Day was a blast. To whoever who said there was limited seating, _____ you. ( My vocab is bad. Fill them in)

It was worth it to rush from class just to be there. Kenny and Syafiq sat beside me so well, kind of not watching the whole thing but talking most of the time. :) So freaky...Kenny says he may know Jerome. Everybody now! "It's a small world after all..."

I so know so that Mdm Lim looked at me weird and shook her head. (her facial exp is well...have u ever seen her? I swaer she's only got two expressions with us) Still, SOOO fun to meet most of my sisters and brothers! It was also then that I found out that MC knew about April, the first and last time I'm doing a 4/4 class gathering. Too bad Sundaram, you want one, you go organise one. It's a pain in the bloody arse if you ask me. I prefer organising for G4c. More efficient. Better response too. :)

The next day went to Johore for a Mother's Day celebration. It was cool except for the fact that I had work to be submitted. Damn, still rather jittery about it. I dun know if Ms Goh received the interview qns.

Oh ya, all my projects are not going at the pace I would like; it's making me a wee bit panicky. Yes, yes, i know, calm down...

*takes deep breath*
I'm calm.

Btw, during lunch at Al-Ameen, Clara said that we looked like animals, starting this whole animal lookalike discussion. I'm putting this down as reference.
Alisa: Beaver
Jaclyn: Squirrel
Loy: Border Collie aka Lassie
Joe: Iguana
Chuen Yong: Armadillo. I think it should be porcupine!

Damn, I forgot Hanif and Clara.

but i'm a woodpecker. do I look like a woodpecker?! hmm...maybe bcos i talk too fast. lolz.

Btw, those of u who oppose my hair, fret not. my beatlesque hair will be gone. It's way too flat for my liking.

And happy mother's day to all. (thanks ZK!)

2006-05-09T05:56:00.000-07:00

I'm one year older. Thanks to everyone who wished me. Drumrolls. First person to wish me on my birthday was my cousin AND then Shiyun. *gasp* Has Zhikai lost his touch? He's often the first one to sms anyone anything. lol. Haha. Seriously, I look forward to the smses. Kind of like an online gift of sorts.

On the topic of life, I'm currently doing a reserach project on suicide and how it affects people. Jules and Nuurun, if and when you're free, could I do a bloody brief interview? Lolz.

Ok, ok. Lately, I seem to have bonded with my class.
Well, except now some of them see me as a perv. Isn't my fault I know more sex ed than they do. Lol. Seriously, it's damn fun to joke about dominatrix and nurses with some of the guys, ok so just one with the nurse. TOTAL freak out. Gawd, I'm high now just recalling their faces! Can't help it if I find a perverse joy in freaking people out. I may look innocent or maybe not but one thing's for sure. I'm proud I've lost my marbles!

Lolz. I guess it must be the excitement of seeing close to everyone again this Thursday. Although there may not be enough seats, I'm STILL going. Just to see everyone again. Gawd, I really really MISS you people!

Today I went to hunt for my technical pens. Finally found them AND artmark, the store. Haiz...could have gotten more discount. Still, I'm all ready for landscape design!

I'm totally high aren't i? *conks myself*

That's better.

Where was I? oh yes. Bras Basah. I think i've found toy heaven. I'm scrimping to buy something from the shelf asap. FIRST edition toys! *hyperventilates*

And I think I found a toy factory. but i'm a wee bit worried abt buying their products. Unsure if it's original. But still, it's so cool.

And have I told you lately, that i love u, my precious; my beautiful scanner. :) My birthday gift from my parents, well kind of.

Gtg and do up my project. :P

See you andersonians!

2006-05-03T06:37:00.000-07:00

Hey. So far poly has been kind of like attending a course. I guess I haven't made the full transition yet. So many things have happened...not.

Let's see...yesterday I was supposed to have drama BUT i either had my info wrong OR i had my dates all messed up again. Anyways, no one turned up. Felt so funny since the room is located right next to the ladies loo. Seriously...the toilets stink so bad, I think I almost retch every time I step into one.

Anyways, today had to give a two min speech about children and play. Whether our children have enough play. I totally screwed up because I was expecting a more interactive audience. Damn. Seriously...I totally totally miss AND with each passing day. Which actually is a bad thing.

Still, as usual, I was wrecked with nervous energy. I wish I can be more confident but hell I hate being in the spotlight. I stuttered and I did think I was trembling...ah I remember Asnah's class presentation. The one where she told me to take my hands off the laminate because my hands were trembling so much that the laminate itself shook.

I still have a problem completing my personality profile assignment. I'm just so tempted to say that I am unable to complete this assignment because it is one of the flaws of my personality. Ha, ya right. Like my lecturer will accept that paltry excuse.

For the first time in my life, I'm not looking forward to my b-dae. It's strange but I don't wish to be reminded that I'm getting older. Or maybe it's because it's an indication that in 2 yrs time, i'll be a conscript. It's so fucking unfair. I mean two years of my life wasted. Like hello? Brain beats brawn in today's age. Use your fists and you're an effing cro-magnon idiot. use your brains, you're a genius. Seriously, I don't see a need to defend this island. Trust me. Just drop one A-bomb in city hall and you can decimate the whole popl. I just hate the whole boys are stronger than girls are. Considering the fact that we are getting more girls than boys each yr, shouldn't girls serve ns too? Kind of like malaysia, iran etc.

No bitching pls. Sure, giving birth is your "NS" but how many of u want more than 2 kids, necessary to ensure that our popl stabilises? you can choose to go physical or not. you can just help out in admin work or medic or whatever. still part of ns. then perhaps, more work gets done and ns is reduced to a yr. Who the fuck am i kidding? If I really lived in utopia, there'd be no wars.

my kids are so sweet...they sang me an advanced bday song AND gave me a card...:)

Thanks Zhen Yong! Made my day.

end of honeymoon

2006-04-28T05:22:00.000-07:00

It's been a rather fruitful and surprisingly fun week. Sure, I'm getting tired with each passing day and somehow getting so stressed that it's affecting my appetitte but overall, i've been enjoying myself. My inner child reigned control so I've been skipping around als ein toller Kerl. (madman)

So far, I'm dreading soil science which i find very dry and boring. I haven't been reading my 'bible' and memorised some things. I've memorised rather useless things like variegata but NOT the genus nor the species so I think plant taxonomy isn't me. Well, not until I understand what's happening.

The worse lesson is surprisingly landscape design. I was the last one to finish and STILL i'm not satisfied with what I handed in. The materials needed sind zu teuer. (too exp). consider this: price of ONE marker: $5. Amt of markers needed: 21. Not inclusive of the $12.60 scale ruler and $8/+ set squares. Damn. My wallet's so damn light now, I'm misplacing it a lot!

However, it isn't as bad as my other modules which i shared with ppl from other courses. my IAC and IS. ESPECIALLY IS. It's just a bloody crappy english lesson. I mean we were given a bloody grammar test for crying out loud! and yes, my rather obnoxious side appeared. the one who is so damn opinionated. anyways, i shall dread this class so much more than anything else because it reminds me of the ache in my heart- all my english classes. From the free for all debates of sec 2 to the coconut stories of sec 3 and phonetics of sec 4. (of which the last one i've returned back to as'hari)

Doing a project on suicidal youths and climatic problems. Wait...I think i know where the stress is coming from.

Anyways, the class i think i might enjoy is well, hydroponics and floristry (cheem term for flower arrangement). I scored ok for my arrangement but i'm worried i can't do a nice one. I guess perfectionism has its flaws.

My classmates truly remind me of 4/4. Gawd...I miss you ppl so much!!! I think of you when i snack in class. yes, we're allowed to eat during lectures and practicals and such.

My fav place to eat in campus is actually located OUTSIDE Np. It's in SIM. the cafe is so damn affordable! Has nice ambience, super cheap food that's tasty to boot! Well, not as gd as the ones you get from established places but still...the portions are just way too large. (not sure if it's because of stress of adapting or whatever but i now find that i can't eat a lot. and i feel vehemently sick after a few mins of eating. Reminds me of my short-lived episodes...

Poly. Holiday's over. It's time for work but just let me sleep first...

2006-04-25T06:39:00.000-07:00

Hey, sorry for the lack of major updates. It's just that i've been busy as of late.

My new classmates are nice. I think we'll click well. Ok, it's more of a lasting wish. Nobody wants to screw themselves up for three years right? I have a feeling that the class will be very much like the 4/4 I left behind. It won't be the same but the similarities are already appearing. Things like coming to class late, joking in class etc. Oh and there's a guy who really really looks like Kenny. Bleh. Same attitude.

The lecturers are, in my humblest opinion strange. I have not met such a soft-spoken man since...pri 3? yup. it's been a long time. still, he didn't set my gaydar off so i'm guessing he's married or my gaydar needs to get updated. Ok, the latter. btw,how DO you go abt updating it? seriously...with metros and mirls prancing ard, everything frm the textbooks needs to be chucked out the window.

Anyways, first day of poly we were already given a project to be completed in about 6 weeks? maybe less. not very sure. i'm terrible with time.

And today, I had a lady lecturer who speaks heavily-accented south indian accent. (that's what my classmates say. i still can't figure out the difference; anjax, help me. haha) Seriously, i can barely comprehend what she's talking about but one thing's for sure. Karma's a bitch. No, not you karmun. i mean karma, threefold laws, whatever you call it.

as many of you know, i have always hated geog. well, partly since i failed in sec 1 due to a careless and regretful oversight. now, after 2 years of refuge, it's come back to bite me HARD on my arse. I'm struggling to comprehend things like weathering, topsoil, soil horizon formation. BLEH!

Anyways, today i was in a rather down mood since i found out that one of my role models, Mr Derek Cher, passed away. So i wrote a tribute poem for him. it's crappy but well...

Goodbye Mr Sunshine

Goodbye Mr Sunshine,
We'll miss your smiles.
Goodbye Mr Sunshine,
We'll miss your laughter,
Goodbye Mr Sunshine,
We'll miss the good times.
Goodbye Mr Sunshine,
We hope you'll rest in peace.

Disclaimer: This is mine!!! Credit me if you wanna use it. Tell me of course!

Yes, although I know him not, he was one of my role models because of his reporting skills as a journalist and as an ex-CNA reporter. And because of his english.

Haiz...I need to stop being so sentimental right?

And can someone please explain to me why the guys look at me like i'm nuts when i say it's just underwear when they glimpsed a girl's panty? Seriously...

Ok, ok. Need to get back to work.

Over and out.

2006-04-17T01:03:00.000-07:00

ARGH!!! Nora!!! i'm in a fix! You know i can't decide! I can't even proceed with it! *cries*

anyways, i'm just gonna blog about today rather than submit to Nora. I will NEVER answer! Try asking Karmun, she has an ad for me. i forgot what was written though. All I kow is the person was asexual. Yes, that's VERY important.

Today was exhilirating. Sure, things got off to a rather bland start but with such colourful characters around, i doubt poly life will be boring. heh. One of my lecturers sat next to me. Scary! Hey, especially if you kind of admire the guy...

Oh oh. Made around five friends. (Doesn't break anderson record though. I guess it was because i need a little push before i come out)

Janani, Jay as she prefers to be called according to her friendster profile. Yes, the St Marg operatic singer. Liz knows her. The world is getting smaller! An interesting character, I do believe i've found another sister! and she speaks german! Hurrah!

oh and then there was Clement. Melvin's friend from primary school. And we talked about Melvin. :P He wants to join dragonboat so good luck boy, you'll need it. Come find me when you're all beefed up. LMAO!

Oh and Donald. "Donald as in Donald Duck and Donald Trump". He exudes an easy-going persona. CCA was tennis. but he looks like he belongs more to squash.

Then there was the malay girl, Dian. Heh, can't spell her name properly. We're coursemates in HLm (otherwise known as Horticulture and Landscape Management, and no, it's NOT High Low Milk). Hougang sec. What I find shocking, she says she doesn't have an email yet! Quick! GEt her listed in the Guinness World! And we both don't have CCA!

Oh Yonghui. He's the guy I met at the store and on bus 74. Funny fellow. Seriously, I would say he's v shy. And he's from NPCC. Yikes. Lives in Sengkang.

Best bit? The rest live in Hougang! Mere coincidence or fate? won't think about this yet...

Oh and after the forsm were issued, Janani and I went to the library. I swear it beats RJ's hands down. So sleek and cool! Bestest part? The music and video section! Was practically prancing around there. There was CATS, Faust and so many other titles! And classical music! I was in heaven!

So yeah, looking forward to this Friday. Going to school together. I hope we all meet on the bus. That'll be wonderful.

Und Danke Schoen Frau J fuer das Wasser.

CPR

2006-04-08T01:19:00.000-07:00

This week had been hectic. Seriously. Yesterday, i had to make a last min presentation to the Thai delegates. One of them thought I was an overaged student, just because I sat with my kids on the floor! WTH right? Still, hilariously, when i stood up, one of them gleefully took my place and asked his friend to take pictures of him! Lol.

And their clothes! *drools* Such nice shiny fabric, rayon I think...such nice colours...(i'm talking about menswear btw. It's such a nice contrast from the plain old drab greys and blues)

Oh I must say, they are very trigger happy! One of them even took pictures of the dustbin! I'm serious.

Today I attended a First Aid workshop conducted by SJAB Zone 2. The superintendent came along. Anyways, it was so fun! It was a very small group so it was practically one on one. Well, mostly.

I suck at CPR. Seriously. So if you ever need help if you're choking, go grab some other guy. I'll just call the ambulance. Still, it was informative and fun. I mean sure, I kept forgetting to do the whole look, listen, feel and go straight to the pulse but still, I now know a BIT on how to do CPR.

Then switched places and learned about bandaging. All my campcraft know how went down the drain. I could barely do a reef knot! Still, it was fun especially since my young male victim was so helpful!

And all that time, i was the official photographer. Too bad I don't have the USB cable...yes, I accidentally brought the school cam home. Yikes.

Oh i better start to prepare mon's lesson plans. I so want to strangle one person whom i've been chasing for 2 weeks for the kid's papers. And not forgetting the EP. Tested up to ten kids and still counting and now she just wants two. TWO! argh. Her business.

I'm now worn out. Gotta catch up on sleep before poly orientation in two weeks time. I'm hoping to chao early so i get to return for extra class.

2006-04-01T21:17:00.000-08:00

Hey. Sorry for the lack of updates. been super busy. Anyways, I have a labcoat. It's a freaking L size! I'm a bit upset because M is just fitting. ARGH. Makes me feel so fat.
Anyways, it was...rather interesting going to the poly with my mum. Had a misadventure when she told met to get off the bus ONE long stop before the actual one so we had to freaking walk! Haiz...then debated with her about the usage of laptops. my course doesn't need one but she keeps insisting that maybe the poly could help subsidise the price. So embarrassing...And I was right! :)

Yup. The following days, I've been teaching the kids about community helpers (for p1s) and things we should/should not do (p2). Then have been teaching two kids after school. My gawd. The boy stank because he peed in his pants and didn't tell anyone! So attempted to call it quits but he refuse to change so had to tahan. The smell...*shudders* But i'm glad that they both can read. The other two were absent. Haiz...Furthermore, the EP will becoming soon so I've been up and down chasing teachers for reports and work samples. Bleh. So much so that I was v blur and even thought i lost some kid's work when actually the teach didn't submit it to me. Oh wellz. I've been a klutz lately so yeah, i guess i deserve the whole panic. Ok, wait...I'm just panicky as a whole.

The class dinner was supposed to be held on sun. Then because some ppl said they couldn't make it, we pushed it forward to sat. Then the worst thing to happen is that v quickly, the list of ppl interested and going dwindled down to ten. I just hope the next time, people don't make last minute cancellations. and they remember if they have something on earlier. Sorry to whoever had to face my unpleasant cranky side. hate to be the bearer of bad news. Just do.

I'm getting bored of hundred years of solitude. It seems like a neverending battle. Not to mention it's confusing. No wonder someone at AVEN said I should just skip it. Well, I did. But i must say, the whole book sure got me thinking.

So that just leaves Of love and other demons. A love story between a priest and a girl, believed to be possessed. Then I'm going back to grab more books. Currently, my favourite book from Garcia is Cronicles of a Death Foretold and Love in the time of Cholera.

I wish I can go grab a ticket to watch Jamie Cullums in June. But I can't.

2006-03-27T18:09:00.000-08:00

i currently have to get going to the blasted poly. Ok, it's not like i hate poly or anything but I totally can't stand having to settle so many forms! Yet a part of me is happy. I know...I'm weird but after years of doing admin work, you start to grow fond of it you know...heck even data entry starts being fun!

Anyways, just found out that I'm might be mildly dyslexic! true! I have about ten of those signs of dyslexia posted on wikipedia. but then again, I might not. They say as you grow older, you start getting forgetful and all so yeah...

Anyways, this is a message to the 4/4 peeps.

Do you want Sat dinner, Sun lunch, or Sun dinner?

Lunch:3 to 5

Dinner: 6 to 8

Venue:

AMK or Ngee Ann City?
choose. Because seriously, I don't know where Ngee Ann city is...is that taka? *don't laugh*

At least that's what we're expecting. Need confirmation. Can't sms just yet. My prepaid is literally kosong! So i'll be calling you up one by one soon!

Cheers! And here's to hoping everyone can make it!

2006-03-25T17:52:00.000-08:00

Firstly, I'm rather happy that I didn't go for sunday class today. They're having some practical that I don't feel like doing. Prayers to wish for something. Bah, humbug! I prefer taking the more practical route which is working towards that something rather than asking.

Anyways, the reason why I didn't go is because I'm sick. Bleh. *sniffles* I just hope it won't last long. Can't stand the throbbing headache, the lethargicy, the asphyxiation once the nose gets blocked. Horrible feelings.

Let's see...on Fri was the first time I taught the kids alone. And I have decided. I shall NEVER become a pri sch teacher EXCEPT as a LAST and FINAL resort. They tried to climb over my head! Some walked around the classroom, others talked and talked and didn't pay attention and such. Haiz...sure, I scolded them but the thing is, now I feel guilty. Extra class was worse. the five kids I taught couldn't understand anything! Ok, so maybe just three of them. The other two were fine. Had to reread the entire passage thrice.

And yes, I did one more testing. On Monday, I'm finishing the general overview of testing. Then i'm taking a day off. Not to relax but rather to enrol online. IMHO, I think it's rather late. Still, I'm hoping for a good week again.

However, during my stint, I talked to a foreign boy who was fighting with a local boy. The reason? The local boy badmouthed his country saying that the boy's country was useless. Gawd. So now the question stands. Should the FT have scolded the foreign boy for fighting? (well, she did scold both) Sure, his patriotism was impressive but the other issue is, what would you have done if someone badmouths YOUR country?

I seriously will explain that that is his/her opinion. I will try to explain why my country is undeserving of the slurs. However, I think I might even ignore it. Let's face it. I'm not shy to admit I'm not loyal to Singapore. The only times I do is during National Day. Other than that, I'm constantly dreaming of greener pastures. If there's a war, will you stay? Hmm...

Oh did you know that LKY is mildly dyslexic? And yes, that is hereditary.